Sunday, December 28, 2008

The Dance

The beat. Struck. Deep.
Rhythm. Pulsed. Through.
Bodies. Dripped. Danced.

The sweat poured from her skin and she did not notice. It made her movements smoother, easier, removing all friction from between her and the world.

She danced.

Lights flashed every colour imagined since neon, a riot of manic patterns coating the room with jilted visions of seconds snapshotted from the ravers’ lives.

The beat struck deep in her bones.

Her arms moved of their own accord, feet dragged willingly on puppet strings of song. She did not dance, the beat danced her.

She was the dance.

No thoughts. No mind. No feeling but pure bliss.

Only the dance.

Her eyes, half open, watching the floor. The floor, moving beneath her, known only by the touch of her feet.

She was the dance.

Then, into her sight, came another pair of shoes.

Feet faced feet, dancing together.

Matched perfectly, dancing in the dance.

The music raised their faces at the same moment and they met, recognising in each other themselves.

They danced together.

Time began, mirrored in each other’s eyes.

They danced in until the lights came up, the sun rose beyond the walls.

The danced out together, fingers entwined, along the beach where the waves began to pound.

They danced together, no longer alone in their world, alone in the dance.

They danced together and a new world was born between them. A world of wonder.

They danced together.

And the world danced too.


heldasland said...

Thats truly beautiful,I like the concept of your blog writing what you see.


Coralie Cederna Johnson said...

This is so beautiful!!! Thank you for sharing!
And thank you for joining my blog as a follower! How awesome. This has been an exciting couple of weeks, getting to meet new creative kindred spirits like you! So HAPPY to meet you!!!

Bee said...

wow!! I am blown away and was totally in the dance - the words are stunning. I look forward to reading more.


Haloquin said...

Thank you all!

These comments mean a lot to me as I'm not sure how good any of these stories actually are. I'm really grateful to hear from people who like them!

I'm glad to meet you all too :)

BunnyKissd said...

That is lovely...

Dawn said...

This reminds me of me when I used to loose myself on the dance floor, beautifully written...

Haloquin said...

Thank you!


I was trying to get the rythm of dancing there as well as the words about it... these comments make me think maybe I managed it!

I can feel the next story floating in my brain now, loving the encouragement... wonder what it'll become...

Anonymous said...

Wow! Very beautiful. I could feel it as I read it!

Haloquin said...

How marvellous Vickie! Yay! :D Thank you!