My Poems - Image Poem

The butterflies in my stomach tell me that finally the moment has come.

I look in the mirror for the last time, everything must be perfect.

I'm ready to walk along that cold dark corridor.

I hear the metallic sounds of the ornaments in my odalisque costume.

My heart beats faster and faster as I approach the stage.

I close my eyes for a while and take a deep breath.

Suddenly, I open my eyes and see an audience clapping their hands.

I can see joy in their eyes and broad smiles spread over their faces.

I smile back at them really satisfied.

Finally the moment has come; an oriental melody starts playing

And the butterflies in my stomach disappear.

In this picture: My sister, Alejandra.