Beauty In The Music Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

Beauty In The Music



Watching girls dance
it's a beautiful sight
hard to describe
I'd never be able to say just right

Caught up in the music
the beat and the rhythm
it's love at first sight
she's just in the music, her steps so tight

The way she moves her hips
the way she purses her lips
the way she arches her back
as from left the right she slips

So much to look at
from her eyes to her toes
from her bosom to her cute nose
to her dress of rose

She has a dancer's physique
from ankle to cheek
rounded yet sleek
and more sultry than meek

My heart is thumping to the beat
and I find myself tapping my feet
and moving inside
my eyes follow and don't hide

I'm a simple admirer of God's creation
caught up in a lost moment of adulation
for a girl who's lost in her dance
like a tourist in the South of France

I swear she's a spirit
and I wish I could get near it
because I swear she's making love
dancing like a soaring dove

She's a thing of beauty
so lost and carefree
I wish I had a girl like that
dancing with only me

And as our eyes somehow meet
I don't look away or be disceet
and to my dismay
she's coming this way

Well of course its a dream
or at least it does seem
her hands outstretched
her eyes pulling me like a tractor beam

Who am I to say know
and so I get up and go
and feel the joyful bliss
of her and me like this

She's a passionate thing
and what joy does she bring
as she freezes in a pose
and smiles like something she knows

She's a wonderful creature
from her head to her toes
her moist hand touches mine
a feelng most sublime

The music swallows us whole
the rhythm at our feet
feeling alive, lost in the moment
following passion's beat

© James T. Adair

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