Sunday, January 31, 2010

Poem: Ballroom Dance


Just wrote this ten-liner.
Posting it because, I guess I thought ErikLeRouge might like it.


In the early days, we would
dress up and watch couples
floating like a dream
across the gleaming floor

While me and my husband,
we tripped clumsily
over twenty fat toes
then argued whose fault.

Still in love, we trip
clumsily, daily; privately.


就是這 said...

cool blog,期待更新.........................

Erik Donald France said...

Hey t., I love it! Fat toes and all ;->

Funny, took ballroom dancing many years ago, very fun. The tango is crazy dramatic. Cha-cha-cha'