Dance

You take my hand is yours It begins in a elegant ballet It usually turns into a passionate salsa. Then when I go for the lift some you don't catch me and I crash on the floor. You get out of the rhythm and step on my feet. I try to be patient waiting for you to remember our dance. One day I noticed you were not trying and did not want to follow my lead. You gave up on our dance and left me to dance a solo facing the world's music alone. I wait again for another partner so I can again dance a beautiful duet.