Was reminded of something poetic I wrote a couple months ago, decided to refurbish it a little bit
"She rose up into the sunlight, her hair glowing as it shone upon her face. The music swayed her body, it moved with the beat, gracefully and without restraint. As her hands tango'd with her feet, her hips swaying side to side, she had this natural glow that even the sun couldn't give. In that moment she looked as an angel, free, beautiful and happy. It was enough to make one forget, to be simply mesmerized in how she moved, and in who she was. She was her, uncut, but more polished than any diamond. One couldn't help but fall in love all over again"