A.G Poem by joshua reid

your dance writes the most beautiful poetry
with your first move screams 'i am lici'
then comes your second step it says 'dancing frees me'
the third and fourth stanzas is something i must see
as your body moves you fill me with passionate curiosity
telling you to stop dancing is the definition of stupidity
your piercing joy and peaceful aroma changes the humidity
you wrote that poem with no hands no paper but still so much fluidity
a tear to my eye a smile on my face as your poem draws its finally