Dance your heart out Featuring Mathilde Iniguez

The words have gone silent. 
They lost their love. 
And like all heartbroken things 
Turned recluse into the cloisters of the heart. 
Observing penances of silences.
Observing austerities. 
Observing the life of a nun. 
Trying to forget all that they were
And the living warmth that ebbed between their legs. 
That’s when you dance your heart out. 
The words won’t do it for you 
The sentences, the syntax and the lexicon 
They have two left feet. 
So bring the dance 
The eloquence of feet, 
Hands, torso, hips, head and heart.
Coming together to make statements. 
Never mind grace, 
Nevermind the brain. 
Your heart has something to say
All that matters is that it does.