by Unknown
Dec 2010 437 Views 4 comments
Stepping
V come out and step with me
Put on your dancing shoes
Jiving to the swinging blues
Dark night and us be free.
I got on my tapping attire
Just touching lightly the floor
Hips moving and eyes shut tight
Listening to the very soul tonight.
Black magic play your tune
I feel its fingers going through
the very sinew of my being
tonight, tonight I howl the moon
V come out and step with me.
Put on your dancing shoes
Jiving to the swinging blues
Dark night and us be free.
I got on my tapping attire
Just touching lightly the floor
Hips moving and eyes shut tight
Listening to the very soul tonight.
Black magic play your tune
I feel its fingers going through
the very sinew of my being
tonight, tonight I howl the moon
V come out and step with me.
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Posted: Dec 2010
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Comments (4)
Dancers can move, dance within their mind, lying in bed, travelling...whatever..and you explained this to me from a different angle.
Wonderful write.....Niah