The Dance

THE DANCE

Tears
have fallen for
the presence of a large band
moving every heart in the room.
 
Hearts have fallen too.
 
Long flowing gowns
and beautiful hair
accentuate
the rhythm and rhyme of three four time.
 
Sharpness is a well dressed man
firmly leading his partner to the depth of herself.
 
A sight to behold.
 
The display may linger…
forever.
 
Enlightened by crystal chandeliers,
captivated by eyes
speaking in a whirl of emotion.
 
The call of leather.
The scent of a woman.
 
A playground for the soul.

 

~~David

 
 

    
 

    
 
 
THE DANCE on my WordPress page  
 
 

Honorable Mention for Round 16 of "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" 

 
 

 
Line Count: 20 lines
Form: Free form or free verse poetry