We Dance - Jill Fitz Hirschbold Photography
FireDance



Senses Enhanced

We ran through the streets to the dance.

A pearlescent top with flowing sleeves, I wore.

We ran through the streets to the dance.

Senses enhanced.


Looking back.

On slats of worn polished wood we sat.

To the music playing in the distance, I swayed.

On slats of worn polished wood we sat.

Looking back.


Minds unbound.

Heads pressed together in the sound.

Clearly no need to talk, I listened.

Heads pressed together in the sound.

Minds unbound.


Gone today.

A decision made let it all slip away.

From the one safe place, I went.

A decision made let it all slip away.

Gone today


Far apart.

Those moments few define my heart.

For all the years I've not known, I see.

Those moments few define my heart.

Far apart.


We dance.