Dancer 2

It’s magical,
Being here,
Floating by
All the eyes.

Thinking,
Do they want a dance?
Maybe they should ask,
“Can I have this dance? ”

Spinning ‘round,
I’m off the ground,
On the clouds up high.
You look at me,
Smiling me,
Set me down gently.
Watching me,
You can see,
This is my time
To dance.

You let me go,
And watch me go,
Seeing me at my best.
I’ll dance for you,
Just for you,
Let me dance for you.

poem by Scarred Unknown
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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