Kiss from a Rose

Dear Heart,
Went to see Millie in her dance show at The Gate. I was bouncing in my seat, desperate to join in and knowing all along that I wouldn't be anywhere near as graceful.
I don't know who this girl was, but she took our breath away. The floor was smooth as silk, and she might have been skating on it. I don't think anyone moved for the entire three minutes.
There's a purity to dancing like that, as there is to music. It seems so natural, doesn't it, to close your eyes and move when you hear music around you? It translates into a new language, of spread fingers, rolling hips and tipped back heads. It's the best of feelings.
Love, Lydia x