Together we don’t care

She danced as if she
was trying to save
her soul.
The music infused
her body,
possessed by rhythm.
Dance floor filled,
I'm transfixed on her.
Men tried to advance
she was dancing free.
Like an enchanter from
the other world
created the choreography.
Her moves
shielded much,
I found the pain attractive.
A profound force
of reverence struck.
I didn't even say 'hello'
though I know
angels watched me
watching her.
When she dance and
when I rhyme
together we don't care.

Published by Smith Shine Poetry

I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray.

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