Dance, when you're broken open.
Dance, if you've torn the bandage off.
Dance in the middle of fighting.
Dance in your blood.
Dance, when you're perfectly free.


Char said...

a perfect pairing

elizabeth said...

i absolutely love this photo.

and the poem. i wish i had fabulous handwriting - i'd paint it on canvas and hang it in my room. maybe that's a good winter project.