Fascination In Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scooting along through the night, taking time to dance
with rhythms, taking wonder into an intense curiosity
that whiles away a fascination in darkness.

Covering our faces with masks of entertainment that
keeps moving forward, never thinking of anything but
scooting across the dance floor.

Rolling into and out of levels of access that move for-
wards and backwards into feelings and emotions of what
feels good.