Victoria Ponte
Aug 27, 2017 · 1 min read

The Small of My Back

The small of my back somehow harkens back to when I was a slim, lithe, graceful dancer.

Although I am mostly not those things anymore, the small of my back persists at reminding me that in a certain way, I still am all of those things.

It draws my lover in to the same illusions about me, too. He did not know of me during my days as a dancer, but the small of my back gives him the imagination to see me…

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Victoria Ponte

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Young stroke survivor, mother, wife, daughter, sister, champion equestrian, tambourine player, storyteller, honest and real https://www.victoriaponte.com🐎

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