Magical Fantasy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Energy building higher and higher, no one letting it
diminish, wanting only to have fun and dance, a truly
great way to make friends and meet people.

Violin and guitar keeping pace with the drums, no one
saddling up to go home anytime soon, just going up and
down throughout the room and upon the dance floor.

A magical fantasy that's being energized through this
poet's intellect while in an imaginational reality in
realms of poetry.