By Annah Phen
“My song is on!
Save my seat!”
Feel the pattern.
Hold the beat.
Let your limbs loose,
Allow the music flow,
Embrace your partner,
Never let them go.
Sweat from the brow,
Spinning in time,
With Lyrical sound,
There’s a twisted lie.
Some symphonies play,
Truth in parts.
With that we sway,
Feet hitting the marks.
(Can be read top down or bottom up)
