The notes are pulling my body
Like puppet strings
Raising my arms, legs and feet
They move me across the floor,
Spinning to the soaring notes
The music is my heart beat
Filling up my soul
My breathing is getting ragged
I'm going faster,
Faster,
Faster,
The music building to a climax
And I try to keep up with it
Then suddenly it falls,
And I do too
The music stops,
As I finish my last moves
YOU ARE READING
Deep and Dark
PoetryDark and deep is my soul, Holding truths, lies and stories The deeper you go, The more stories that are told Take a flashlight, look And you'll see More wonderful things than you can see in a book! Because my soul Is dark and deep Some free lance po...
