Dancing is a symphony in its own right
Tap, tap, tap as the music goes,
The feet clicking the floor in a spark of romance,
Setting under the sun
Tidal waves are marching to the shores,
As they too, dance under the moonlight
Beating the drum of its own accord,
The heart makes the melodies,
As the mind dances to the rhythm of the soul
Bang, as the firing sound of the drumstick breaks,
It catapults to the shoreline, forever reaching toward the stars
The heart continues the melodies,
As the rhythm is etched into the soul
The mind does not waver,
As the continuous pleasures of this dance are forever young
YOU ARE READING
Heart To Soul
PoetryMy first poetry collection, I hope that you all enjoy reading these! There will be different motives behind each one, so be prepared! Thank you, and happy reading!
