Best Ballroom Poems

When I feel alone
a gypsy soul without a home

When nobody 's there 
with warmth  to share
When rattling rains are all I hear

I close my eyes and take a ride
On sugar-coated clouds
I travel far    to where you are.
Far from a  frosty...

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Her red dress
Pressed
To that beautiful black skin,
She looks like a forest fire
Racing up a mountain top

Burning up

She cannot stop
Her wild curves
Engulfed in flames.

She smolders
In a corner
Of the ballroom,

My eyes,
Like two emptied water glasses
On a tray,

Gliding by
On the shoulder
Of a much younger waiter....

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I douse myself by melodious waves of music
As he maneuvers me into his gracefulness
Clasps of our hands draw my ebullience like magic

In ecstasy, feet slide to and fro to express
The pleasure at ritzy hall in ballroom delight
Huge array of lights shimmers on our gala dress

Oh,...

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Ballroom Delights

We are swept in the whirl of gowns twirling around
In the glow of glass lights shining down from each wall
While I dance with his hand holding mine, the sweet sound
Of the music brings joy to my heart held in thrall.

My silk gown flows with...

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Ballroom dancing
Big bands, Hollywood glam
Chiffon decorated dance floor
Men were gentlemen, women were ladies
Decent formality
And etiquette
Stardust...

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At the Parisian Ball

wrapped in finest gowns

of virgin-snow, sugar-rose

and washed-out pistachio pastels

The  hour-glass shapes

 with tied narrow waists

waltzed with gallant men

togged up in midnight-dusk tails.

Victorian ladies in frilly petticoats

and gossamer laces

swirled in delicate silks

Lifting their pretty faces

to crystal candelabras

to ceilings'baroque paintings

and to the chattering...

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Here on the dance floor ready to begin.
My turquoise sequined gown
just meets my shin.

I love the feathered boa that
encircles my neck.
I look as stunning and bright as 
moonlight on a ships deck.

And you, yes, you my Prince of Dance, 
so divine.
With lifted, chin, suave hair,long...

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It was a nice romance, she loved to dance 
 to the music's beat, but I had two left feet
 The circumstance made us take a chance
 And we enrolled for ballroom lessons.. (sweet)

 I gave it a try and by and by
 I began...

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Gliding, waltzing 'round the floor
with your true love is not a chore,
brings back those memories of yore.
You know the score! You know the score!

A dip, a swirl or fancy step,
it all enhances dancing rep.
Practice! Practice! so no misstep.
You just must prep, you just must prep.

Now...

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The orchestra was loud when I walked in,
Performing a whimsical waltz by Strauss.
I picked a group of friends and settled-in,
And perused the fineries of the house.
The chandeliers were unevenly spaced,
Creating random spaces of shadows
Where intimate strangers chastely embraced,
And not-so-innocent virgins caroused.
A friendly acquaintance introduced me
To...

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With an earnest smile he asks me to dance
He is as nervous as I, I can judge by his stance
He glides me the floor and we began to prance
His distinctive manly smell puts me into a trance

His hand encircles my waist as our feet take...

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graceful dips and an elegant leap
intertwined arms and no time for sleep
 then it starts with the classic lindy hop
 to end the dance with the quick stop drop

finally what everyone wants 
for the other dances were only taunts
to the majestic dance with no faults
the...

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To The Bank And Ballroom Delights

Right here right now explosions!... excited fuses!... Bombs going off!
In the back ally by the river bank
History rising to gun shots, balloons and music
Too fast to stop as something goes off
Ballroom dancing in the dark next door
Stumbling into the bank
Alarms...

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A shroud of dark and eerie gloom
Hangs over the static ballroom
In the air, the scent of too-strong perfume
On the floor, glass swept by a little old broom

An end has come to every game
The paint paper man is trapped in his frame
Behind the glass, his head...

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The ballroom looked inviting
as I stood at the entrance door
the lights were brightly shining
from the ceiling to the floor

The music filled the air
as couples danced the waltz
all men looked debonair
in their well made tuxedos

I lingered for a while
before entering the room
to calm my nerve I...

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