In the shadows I stand,
While watching her perform the perfect pirouette before gracefully taking a bow.
My black swan rises regally like the Queen she is.
Receiving the standing ovation she rightfully earned after breaking down barrier after barrier so that those that look like her will have hope for their future.
My heart is filled with pride as the spotlight highlights her features and she responds with a coy smile like the professional that she is.
A coy smile that I see through from many nights of watching her from this spot.
I see what no one else sees.
The little melanin girl that is now the face of the ballet world.
Most importantly, the woman who holds the only place in my heart filled with love.
She exits the stage as the curtains close.
My hand reaches out to her; She readily accepts as I take her in my arms and whisper in her ear,
“I love you. Let’s go home my little ballerina.”