Teased By Sounds Of Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping up rhythms, taking people totally into beats
of a dance, holding hands, looking into one another's
eyes.

Stepping faster into the music, loving the way it feels
as everyone joins in, sliding and finding a way to jump
and be teased by sounds of music.

Wildly taking time to smile and wonder where this is all
leading us to, a proper tone that gives everyone a burst
of energy.

Notes relaying tones suddenly hit rhythms straight on,
leaving no doubts as to what we're doing doing here on
the dance floor.