We’ve been thru a lot together. Been there half my life. Jumped fences, bboy-ed from NY to VA, and I wore these when I met Savion Glover before I changed in my tap shoes. We’ve even “ranaway” from home together, it was actually @ms_morena587 ‘s house but not the point. They have been there for me and each mark and spot tell a story. My greatest moments in them are teaching and passing on a portion of where they’ve taken me. #Dance #ChuckTaylor #3rdverse #EachOneTeachOne
One of the reasons I find energy to do what I do. My sweetie pie Sharonda. #dance (Taken with instagram)
She attempted to dance from a distance but solo steps became a tango.
The wolf showed up without invitation. In true predator style, nonetheless.
She slid in hopes to move far enough to escape his eye but she forgot that he already had her scent.
He smelled her fear but surprisingly didn’t attack, just paced back and forth to watch her next move.
Even if he couldn’t see her anymore he still knew her frequented places and could show up at a moment’s notice.
He had images of how she jumped, how she ran…he even knew what her silence meant.
She figured it was easier to say nothing and keep poise. She continued dancing like she had before.
Waiting and anticipating the attack that never transpired grew to be pointless, so she invited him to dance.
She figured it was easier to dance alongside him than to counter his moves from afar.
