Angel Of Sarkisova Poem by Marqese Dabbs

Angel of Sarkisova has me in a trance
An ascendant of grace
Twirling, Wirling, perfection the art of balance
Her body moves, harmonized with the melody
As I gaze my attention is direct
I'm witnessing a sensation
The audience is in merriment
The notes of a wondrous tune becomes dramatic
Now her elegance is highlighted
Swaying in a ballet fashion
Admiration for her poise
Feeling like time is standing still
Laced in a passion of cavort
Sparkling brightly with pleasure
This is her moment
No one can take it away
Unleashing a series of movements in a particular sequence
Her form is so lively
She conveys a story with every step
A story of emotions to behold
As the finale unfolds, she takes her bow
Nothing left but cheers and the closing of the curtains