I have a face

But it’s not my face

It’s a face with flawless skin

 

And I have eyes

But they're not my eyes

Lined in black

With upraised wings

 

And the glitter and gold above them

Is not mine either

Shimmering and throwing light

When I blink

 

And I smile

But it’s not my smile

A practiced smile framed with bright red lips

That are not mine either

 

But the drums beat

And the flute lifts

And the song starts

And the excitement in my head

Is as loud as the bells on my feet

 

So I dance

And the emotions I feel

Are all mine