When no one is looking I like to dance.
Late at night, when the house is still
And no one is there to see
What I am like
What I am.
The truest form of ourselves
Is what we are when we are alone.
When I am alone I am dizzy,
Dizzy with life,
Feeling my stomach plunge
With each leap and twirl.
A confession
Removing a burden that has been on my back for months.
Words I cannot say.
The sleeping world cannot hear,
The dark cannot see.
Relieved of all that I held back,
My feet are drawn to the air as though by strings.
How easy it is to be honest when no one is looking,
When rejection is asleep,
When doubt doesn't come till dawn.
All senses are heightened in the night.
In the dark, speaking is more than words.
This is how I say "I love you,"
With an extended leg and pointed foot.
This is how I say "I miss you,"
With a curved arm and tilted head.
This is how I say "I can't stay,"
With a tight turn and downcast eyes.
These are things I can't say in the daylight,
When people are watching.
These are things I can't say with words,
Only by dancing in my sleeping house,
Before a sleeping world,
An explosion of self in the night.
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