Not My Groove

 

I walk in the room

You are dressed so fine 

A beautiful face 

A saint in a shrine    

 

Do I dance with you 

Or do I just stand still

When I don’t know the song

Feet are stuck like glue

It might not be my groove   

But I just wanna dance with you 

 

When I see your face

And your eyes catch mine

We start to blush a lot

Less awkward with time

 

Do I dance with you 

Or do I just stand still

When I don’t know the song

Feet are stuck like glue

It might not be my groove

But I just wanna dance with you

 

I dance all night 

Without a care in the world 

My legs are worn out

But my brain don’t get bored

 

Dance with you?

Is this really dancing with you?     

I… just… wanna… dance… with…….

 

Do I dance with you 

Or do I just stand still

When I don’t know the song

Feet are stuck like glue

It might not be my groove

But I just wanna dance with you

Yes I wanna dance with you

This poem is about: 
Me

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