Dancing in the deep water

Softly I tame the new lines under my skin

gestures come to me ...

sap under the bark
the movement of water
its shimmering
these jerks
these harmonies
the light of the black sand
the light of the twisting of cold fire
the drape of lava, huge ...
the fragrance of red earth
dew frozen, clusters of beads at dawn

I find a language

I finished my second skin, naked, made of shadows ...

black lace matching the black rock
a second skin of black lace where live a time

time actions

time of silence

time of immobility


Butô...


a sort of dress
a veil
a cape hooded
holding under the chest
undressed
discovering Hara zone
legs a bit
arms in the wake of the shadows
arms extending the length of shadows in the lace
lace that extend to the ground

I'm looking for my language

the water is frozen in the place that I choosed for my butô dance ...