Dance Dance
I have been running to the meadows..
I tried to chase the rear shadows...
Wanting to valiantly join the show..
Magnifying beauty in a dance flow..
Melancholic is the chosen first beat..
I sway my body following my feet..
I stand; crawl and sometimes sit..
Unaware of the beginning felt heat..
When finish, all seem to marvel..
Awed and entertained applause fell..
Suddenly, there's the ringing of a bell..
Symbolizing start of another music roaring well..
Dancing dancing...
hands holding..
hips swinging..
arms bending..
dance...
dance..
dance..
by: olive_eloi
5:01pm
11/12/2013
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Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser | Year Posted 2013
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