Dance Poem by Nanette Elefante

As I entered that untamed tavern;
Can feel the beat of the approaching dance floor,
Ladies in slow motion, high heels that bring sexy illusion,
Cocktails name it; gives the revelation of the Dj’s mixture,
That makes us explode and move slow…and low…

And now I can’t take my eyes off you, what am I suppose to do,
And what it is that surprises me that I don’t really want to;
The camera starts flashing, and then you disappeared,
Shy boy, come close and closer; I bet you want to dance with me too.

Move slow… and low I wish you’d start noticing me,
Do I look good in the dance floor? Tell me;
You make me feel beautiful moving slow…and low;
Somewhat I want to be a mystery, so when the night ends,
I wish to see you again. When? ;)