Illusion may have its way
bend reality with a friend
while allowing music's lead
to orchestrate this short affair
the fallacy will be embraced
a blink of joy as consequence
not enough to cure the itch
still the balm is revered
the romantic may be teased
with a wink and nudge
first to stir and then to sleep
returning to the waiting depths
the partners speak in hushed tones
without saying a single word
allowing motion to relate
what's allowed in fantasy
pretending there's something more
in the conjuring of the song
then return to boxes where
innocence will be restored
the lyric bard may not abuse
considerations beyond that realm
when all that's granted by the dance
are mirages that soothe the soul.
© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20181016.
Well conceived and elegantly crafted with artistic brilliance. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Sean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Social dance is one of my weekly passions. I'm glad I was able to share aspects of it through poetry.