Waves of music flow across the dance floor engulfing everyone
in their peaceful and soothing rhythms as people dance, keep-
ing step and pace all through the night.
Watching from outskirts or along edges of the dance floor,
hoping and wishing to join in the fun, but having braces on
both legs keep this mere poet from dancing nowadays, so somber
and nostalgic thoughts have to do in writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem