It's quite possible this is the most horrible poem I've ever written. It started free form, then turned into a bungled rhyme. This, ladies, gents, and other appropriate labels, is why we don't poem when exhausted. Ah well. Perhaps I shall revisit the idea when my thoughts are better ordered and my vocabulary better Googled.
Until then, nonexistent faithful followers,
I bid thee adieu. (Is that French? Why French? The rest of it was in English! Bah!)
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I just want to dance with you
to hug you close and forget all but the music's magic
and the fantasy of our harmony
To sway to the idea of a song written just for us
So that I can move with you in just the way the composer intended
Pre-planned steps made spontaneous by those who take them
Finding spontaneity in execution rather than the death of a dream
The rules were written before ink filled pen
And so we write our story with every twirl and bend
I just want to dance with you
To let my breathe escape into the same space
that contains our movement and allows our expression
Seeming further from reality, placing our ballroom floor in the midst of eternity
So that our moves make galaxies, creating stars to light our prettiest dreams
Making fairy dust our dainty night sky
And our fairy tales more truth than lie
I just want to dance with you
To escape ordered movement and the restrictions of grace
so that we, clumsy or otherwise, might make our own pace
Bending music to musings of dreams that have yet to take place
Letting melded bodies and connected minds create beauty in empty space
Reconstructing proper form and verse to poetry, prose, or a simple embrace
I just want to dance with you
When words rhyme
and when they fall, disjointed on blessed ears
tuned to perfection, though their only correction would be
to allow for the unpredictability of affection
knowing that the heart rarely rhymes regardless of connection
I'm doing it again
Losing myself in structure
In words designed to impress
An Empress of the failure to truly address the fact that I would really
Really
Just like to dance with you
