Suspended high, soaring above the ground,
A dance without touching, a feat quite profound.
The hands are free, the body defying gravity,
The art of suspension, an acrobatic display.
No ropes nor chains, no harnesses to bind,
Just a single leap into space and time.
Airborne in silence, a moment frozen in place,
Each breath is an exhalation, each pulse, a gentle pace.
With muscles strengthened and nerves tested so well,
The floating dancer becomes an aerial swell.
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