New Years Resoultion

Barcadi creased my lips

I gulped down that final sip

I'm a pretty nervous guy

In your presence even more nervously shy

I usually spend my New Years Eve

petrified by the belief

That I'd be asked to dance soon

so I hide away in the corner of some room

There you were igniting the floor

the crowd worshipped you, they begged for more

Wearing that firey red dress

Sparking hearts you please to impress

You're refined, sophisticated, divine

To the intricate rhythm of jazz, you move your spine

To the beat of western music, you move with such class

Then the Bollywood came on and you start to shake that a*s

The dance floor in shock, nobody can compete 

somewhere out there in a Tesla factory, they want to replicate your feet

You make me feel electric, just sitting here in awe

I've got to put myself back together because the floor now owns my jaw 

There is no perfect end to a story that never had a chance

My confidence rend, unable to ask you to dance

So here's my New Years resolution, I'm going to stop being shy

Next year when you ask, "anybody wants to dance?" I'm your guy 

Reviews

[Traci]

This poem made me smile, as it took me back to high school. A reminder of how my shyness still remains such a part of me.

"There is no perfect end to a story that never had a chance"

No such truer words do exist. We must step out of our comfort zones, overcome our shyness, and take chances....a whole world full of beautiful opportunities awaits.

Thanks for another great write, love.

[KeeD]

I love how we're so similar yet oceans apart. You're amazing Traci, in every way. Thank you for the kind words.