Dancing Queen

Mon, 04/01/2019 - 09:18 -- 89kyla

Quick movements show a grace unparalleled 

Taking hold in the center of the world, our dance floor.

All alone and altogether rejoicing in the glory of bass, crescendo, and fever.

Feel the air around

It stretches and bend for us all with the tempo.

 

Youth can be so fascinating 

when you're on the other end of it, 

But not out of it just yet.

Its flamboyance and optimism 

Can attract anything.

It lives here.

 

It lives within her.

She who convinces the air 

To bend and break for her.

Not even it can resist her,

And her gravity. 

 

It's she that pulls you

 into her orbit,

And you must adopt her properties.

Dance dance dance

Around the dancing queen.

This poem is about: 
Me

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