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Dancing Alone
Dancing Alone
I hear the pulsing music,
The thump of bass and drum.
I feel the swell of instruments.
Those throbbing vocals come.
My heart, in fleet surrender,
Takes wing and not by chance.
My tapping foot starts skipping
As all alone I dance.
Does no one hear that music
That sets my soul a whirl?
I've known its beat for ages,
Since but a love-struck girl.
The throbbing beat of passion,
The lilting waltz of tears,
The unrequited rhythm,
That overpowers fears.
I've held its pulsing tightly
Inside, it's been my own.
The truth is, I cry nightly,
As I'm dancing all alone.
thankyou so much for your nice coments about my poems
it really encouraged me to write more.
you are a beautiful person, i can tell from the way you write.
thanks
sarah rose
Dear Jessica, I'll just bet that you wrote this one when you were 15-16 yrs old, right?? With words like this from a mind like yours, one can go dancing ANYWHERE!!!! Thanks for sharing. Your stuff just flows like honey down over hot-cakes on a sunny morn!!! LET'S EAT!!! Teddy
"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !