Dance

Watching you dance

Is so moving,

I nearly cry.

Your steps,

So carefully placed,

Emotions played out

In your movements.

I look on in awe,

Swept away by you.

I hold a stony face,

But inside, beam,

Glad for your ability

To show.

For your talent,

Leaving me far behind.

Should I tell you

What I feel,

Surely I will be pushed

Away.

I would be

Unable to go on,

Frozen in my life,

Destined to wed

Unhappily,

For my unsaid,

Silent love.

- Anna Kyouyama