My Two Left Feet
Location
Raising her arch in a laconic form
A movement gentle and poised
Her beat is kept on the ground
His impulses are mercurial
His gestures slow
There is no telling where he will go
Flat are his feet
Step, ball-change is the beat
They know of a place where all things dance
Burning in the spotlight
Magnified under the glass
Bowing to the laughs
Her toes meet her leg in perfect gratitude
Arrow straight and converse up
His feet planted with disciplined attitude
They splash her dreams and silence her heart
Battles fought; love is shattered
Learning to dance never really mattered
My love is expressed through song and dance
When all is said and done
There are no hearts to be won
These two will never see the day
Where fighting is not the way
Mismatched pairs they are stuck
No common ground is met
Still I love to dance
Me and my two left feet