- Non-Erotic Poetry
- I used to Dance
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Click hereHow delicate she looks
Can you see her?
Graceful and charming, nimble and quick
Her love, of the music, for life itself, flows from her like a seasoned dancer on stage
How happily she dances from person to person leaving something with each of them
Tiny colorful pieces
Delightful, passionate she is enchanting to watch.
She is suddenly taken with one special watcher
She begins to dance only for him
How his deep blue eyes twinkle, his face aglow in the warmth of her dance
She wants only for his admiration, his joy
Leaving so many of her colorful pieces with him
And just as suddenly, he is gone
Vanishing in the wind leaving a space
Tiny pieces scattering in the void
She is lost in the swirls of color
No longer can she dance
Tiny pieces blowing in the wind
She is running about to gather them all
Dashing to and fro in a frantic search
Can you not see her pleading eyes?
Wanting only to know what wrong step she made
Did she misinterpret the dance…why has the music stopped?
Begging everyone standing near to help
Each only looks upon her with pity, sadness
Unable to help her begin to dance again.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoI felt it get a little loose at the end but got the
visual and fell into it. sandspike
RhymeFairyalmost 19 years agoI could just see this lil heavenly fairy dancing to one. Wonderful sweet, simple imagery.
Nice flow. Held tight till the end.
Poor lil one ... Go get'm gurl ~!!!
* Smiles *
