Dancefloor Poem by Mark Fahmy

Dancefloor



If the world was our dancefloor,
and the DJ could set us free..
If music was the language of our soul,
how different would it be?

If the planets revolved around the disco ball,
and gravity seemed to agree..
If our days began at nightfall,
would you be the moon and stars to me?

Dancefloor
Thursday, April 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,dancing,love,metaphor,poem,poems,poet
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