She wrote a song while in a dance
a sinewy figurine.
We watched from near the entrance,
a place that held our dreams.
The shadows round a dance floor show
a silence would we mean.
Our lives belong in harmony
yet always we do scream.
I wondered about her eyes that night
the tears began to scream
I couldn’t fix just anything
I should have stayed alone.
Tonight I’ll know the love we may
can only find the time.
©️ Scott F Savage 6/2021