twirling
spinning
lost in the beat
dance through the day
only stop to wonder
once the music stops
what am i doing?
why am i dancing
when i have lost
the music of you?
still addicted to your sound
smell
taste
even when you have moved on
to dance with another
and i continue on
dancing
alone
YOU ARE READING
as we fall
Poetrypoems of truth and how we feel, even though we never say it. a collection of my original poetry Copyright 2015
