She smiled as she closed the front door
A smile that never quite reached her eyes
For a moment she studied the floor
So very intrigued by the various dyes
Her feet tapped a rhythm as her body moved
She turned the stereo on with the right beat
Alone she decided it was time to groove
Music had always made her complete

"Change the beat the rhythm is too slow
I have got to dance, just watch me go
Here on my dance floor is where I glow
My body is hot as it goes with the flow
Every twist, turn or step I know
My body will even bend like a bow"


It was her time she made no apologies
No one to answer to or take care of now
No running nose due to allergies
No wondering if for this time will allow
She rock like a sixteen year old
She wined like a belly dancer
Her moves are daring and bold
Even she wonders if she is from Asia

Then she took a moment as her breath slowed
She stopped the music and really smiled
She felt her body ached, ebbed and flowed
At the mirror she stuck her tongue out like a child
She cared not if her reflection approved
In this time, at this place she was her own boss
It was her time and she just grooved
Sweat, stress and worries her only loss