Another day

Another day,
another life,
a change,
and short of strife,
in the evening with a love of mine,
and a song,
and dancing in the moonlight,
in the bright lights,
whirling left and right,
with happinness in our eyes,
and me out of time,
two left feet me but you don’t mind,
you just laugh and smile and giggle,
and we enjoy our time,
and I admire your style,
but yours is far more elegant than mine,
and we dance the night away,
with me mesmerised by your style,
and the magic feet that you seem to have,
and how fast time goes,
in our happy throes,
on the dance floor amongst the palm trees,
in the heat of the night,
between plenty of drinks,
and we dance to our delights until the sun rises,
and we fall happily into bed,
and smile all through our dreams,
still dancing in our sleep probably,
and still happy from our wonderful night.

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Hello, I am Ben Robinson, a poet, my first book of poetry Alas the day was written in Dorset, in the United Kingdom.

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