When I dance
It is like I am in
A dream.
My feet lead my heart
And I am on a cloud
A cloud of dreams
The music sways me
My feet lead me
I am in a trance
Everything
All my worries
Disappear
On my cloud of
Dreams
I am not a person
But an inanimate
Object
I am special
I am beautiful
When the song
Is over
I cry
I cry like
A child who has
Lost her toy
The dance
The song
Is over
This poem really touches my sad lonely heart. I wish one day I could feel the same as a dancer.
When I Dance
Published by Family Friend Poems April 2008 with permission of the Author.
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This poem really touches my sad lonely heart. I wish one day I could feel the same as a dancer.