The Best Move Poem by Sensuelle Briden

The Best Move



Take off your heels; step up to the truth.
Dance all naked, my friend - that's the best move.
Be brave; don't hide your fear underneath your clothes.
See that girl? She was dressed up. Now she's dancing topless.

Don't take your genitals as some kind of shame.
Lose your illusions; feel your unique flame.
No fame! All lame ideas are dust.
Move slow. Move fast.
Up, down, up!
Don't stop.

Friday, February 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dance
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