I Don'T Dance

I don't dance.
Don't know what it is,
 must be the two left feet.
No rhythm.

 I hear the music, feel it, love it, hold it to my ear.

I don't sing.
Know from experience,
 can't hold a melody or tune.
Not Soprano, Alto, or anything in between.

 I hear the music, feel it, love it, hold it to my heart,

I love those who have the gift.
Let them sing.
 and let them dance.
The world moves to the vibrations and rhythm of the earth.

I hear the music, feel it, love it, it is part of my soul,
but
I don't dance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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