The dancing silhouette is coming
Slowly, moving closer to my eyes
I cannot hear the sound, the music is mute
But he is dancing to his own rhythm
He has the music in his mind
Nothing more beautiful than his dancing
Like a tree sways on a windy day
The green leaves wave gently
Dropping its flowers into the ground
My heart is hypnotized by his magic dancing
The dancing silhouette is in front of me
Speechless! I wish he would take me with
Dancing on the moon, be watched by the stars
Before the dawn breaks to hide the stars, and
The dancing silhouette will fade away from my eyes
written in Jakarta
28 December 2009 -11.35 PM
Satu hal yang kuingat darinya adalah kesenangannya menari, selain menulis. Aku menulis ini saat teringat begitu seringnya dia menari didepanku. Dalam cahaya lilin dan musik yang menyapa jiwa dalam hening malam. Lalu... dia memberi komentar tentang puisiku:
Say, it's beautiful just the way it is...
Just lovely, lil D...
--Big D, your biggest fan
