Dancing To Music Only She Hears Poem by Lycia Harding

Dancing to music only she hears,
she waits for him against the wall.
He finally shows as midnight nears,
but she's obliged he came at all.

She spends her weekends in his car,
dancing to music only she hears.
A butterfly caught in a jar...
pinned when the vodka disappears.

Her honeymoon is spent in tears,
her husband, drunk, sleeps like a stone.
Dancing to music only she hears
that night, she sips champagne alone.

And yet a single secret song
plays on and finds her through the years,
(though he will never sing along)
...dancing to music only she hears.