Girl on a dance floor

Poised
She waits on a sound
Her feet stay still
Till the beat’s right

Fixed
A gaze that glances
Through strangers all night
She’s all alone; here to dance

Stretched
On tip toes
Her muscles flex beneath
A sheath of pink silk

Anticipation
Head tipped, eyes wide
Until there’s nowhere to hide
The music takes over, makes her dance

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