Dancing Till Dawn
Ah, I remember those smashing
days when I was dancing till dawn!
Refusing to be a workforce pawn.
It left no lines, but painted a smile on my face!
I enjoyed the joy, the people-peppered life.
Marvelously, frenzied, frenetic pace.
Being wild,did agree with me.
Life, for me, was so far, far more wondrous,
Than a posh,expensive, one- time cruise at sea.
Confetti-like, touching , steamy romances.
Meeting eccentric people from all nations
Learning, international, amazing dances.
Most people's lives follow a boring straight line.
Mine was and still is an escalating spiral path
Of colored, metallic, ribbons rising to the sky.
Nothing about it was ever dull norever orthodox.
I cherished each hour never did I once.
Run my life by societal rules or the face of a clock!
Full of international sounds andjoyous souls.
What a great life God has given gave me!
Now these joyous times with pen,I can transpose!
A free soul,I am till the day that Iexpire.
But perhaps~God might send me a spare tire?
A few more Bossa Nova years to
be with you.
In harmony and rhythm, just more
Samba and going to Rio!
March 6, 2024
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Panagiota Romios
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