firstinheaven

Dancers Grace

I played connect the dots with your beauty marks
And I ended up with picture perfect sheet music
I read your musical notes with a composer's eyes
And heard our song for the first time
My spine is still tingling, mental images of your fine tune
is what I've been nodding my head to lately
Every now and then you can catch me humming
your nudity under my heavy breath
If you distrust the distance in my seldom plucked heart strings
Sit stripped before a full length mirror
Perform your reflection backwards
Maybe then you will understand the rhythm in my movement
Make me a victim of your two step
Make me an apprentice of your body parts
Teach me to dance within your beauty marks
I'm stepping on toes that arent yours so I don't care
It's hopelessness holding together my openness
Trying to hear a whisper of my own sanity
Over the symphony of your beauty
Like a kiss blown through closed lips
I'm not emotionless, this is how I dance
This is my poker face. A.K.A Dancers Grace