Lure of the Dance
I dance to the rhythm of an undefined song,
without lyrics but the melody is alluring.
I'm drawn to its beat as though magnetically pulled
in much the same way as the moon
channels the tides, fondling them ashore.
Whether inherent or intrinsic, I fail to comprehend.
It's always been a mystery to me...
What is it that pulls me into relationships
that leaves me adrift on the sea,
or feeling the need to free myself
from the muck and mire of quicksand,
hoping I'll stand on my own once more?
Shouldn't I be able to attract with body or mind,
those who'd not end my dance with syncopated steps?
Perhaps my power has not yet been realized.
What force holds me back, I've yet to find.
It escapes me, but I'll not allow it to shackle my feet.
I've the need to focus upon gaining more strength,
a willingness to ignite an internal light.
One that glows with enough luminescence
to radiate a welcoming gleam from me.
It will fill my soul with unleashed momentum
so, I can align myself with others,
those who would join me in the lure of the dance.
I must feel that pull in the light or the dark,
whether the tide is ebbing or flowing.
Is there one or more who is attracted to me,
drawn by the look in my eyes?
One who is aligned with my thoughts
and in perfect sync with the rhythm
that continually strums within my heart.
October 24, 2022
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Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2022
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