The Dancer

Music begins its flight
Deep in the night
The music runs deep
There is no more sleep
A woman lost in its heat
Flowing to the beat
It flows threw her
Reality now becomes a blur
She is lost in its trance
As she begins to dance
She begins to sway
In the right way
The music controls her
Every move so pure
Her eyes are closed
My love exposed
I watch her twirl
She shines like a pearl
Her draws me in
All I can do is grin
She comes towards me
All my fears flee
She takes my hand
I can hardly stand
She pulls me close
As the music slows
We begin to dance
She and I in a trance
Our bodies inches apart
I gave her my heart
She is mine forever more
I will never let her go
Because she is my dancer!

Reviews

[Riley]

I love this poem so much, it's very smooth and beautifully written. At first I just thought it was about a dancer and how the music moves them, because music can be very moving and change a mood entirely, but then it turns out to be a little love story. How beautiful!

[YourMajesty2102]

Thank you, Riley! You know when your wife, lover, true love, whoever is in the kitchen and they hear a song they love they just lose themselves in the music... well this is actually what I was talking about in this poem! I was thinking about their loves point of view when they walk into the room and see them dancing like that!

[Riley]

Yeah, when I'm dancing, and I get caught, I stop because I'm embarrassed. I'm not that good :)

[YourMajesty2102]

I think it is so beautiful when women get caught up in music like that... there is just something so pure and raw there! They don't have to be good at it they just have to feel the beat running through them... That is what is so beautiful and pure!