What a lovely dance
you portray
nostalgia over came me
reading this
as I once held her close and tight
right in the middle of the floor
all glared with open wild and wide eyes
as they all entered from the front door
and saw
I pulled her in
and tickled her
here and there
unmindful of anyone's glare
they all did smile and stare
then clapped
as I kissed her
then and there
all took the tip
and began to kiss
this is natural vibration
gals and guys
don't ever miss
it's dance it's shaking body mutually it's a tip on the toe gently let's go to enjoy the moonlit of dark let's go to stop illicit bark!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I promise, I won't have gaping eyes. Go ahead, it is the moment that defies.