Musical Plains Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms flowing happily from two perfect ballroom
dancers, floating above the floor, precision
visually apparent to everyone.

Lives so perfectly matched in steps of melody's
embrace, speaking volumes without uttering a word.

Minds filled with spiritual thoughts of music,
taking in every nuance caught between them.

Energy focused on total concentration, kicking up
heels, spinning, turning, enjoying life's moments
with one another, dancing on musical plains forever.