A Dance Poem by Meagan Miller

A dance.
So elegant.
Just one chance
To break my fall.
I feel as if
I'm losing it all.

A dance
Around the
Ballroom floor.
Eyes closed,
Gliding through the door
So elegantly.

A dance
Between you and I.
Soon to end,
This I cannot deny
For the entwined dancers
Must part soon.

A dance
Invented by us.
No one else knows it
For it's only for us.
Sweet, sensual, and alive;
The best dance of our lives.

A dance
Of our tongues
Twirling about.
No one else knows
What it's all about.
It's our own dance.