by Lonnah Royale
But, dancing!
What magic it is!
Pretty girl
Bandaids on my fingertips
From all the needle pricks
Because I had sewed myself a love letter that week
Then pulled it on my shoulders
And buttoned it up my hips
To dance for a night
But, dancing!
What magic it is!
Because no matter where I’m at –
Alone in my bedroom or in a
Crowded bar
I have never felt lonely when I am dancing.
Chose you.
You woke up
because Today looked upon your face
in the dawn
and felt tenderness for your every breath.
She grabbed your hand
and asked,
“May I have this dance?”
© Lonnah Royale
Lonnah Royale is a junior at University of Minnesota Duluth pursuing her dual degree in English Literature and Teaching Communication and Language Arts. Lonnah loves to spend time at home reading with her cat on her lap, have fun with friends at the climbing wall, and taking walks in the lovely nature around Duluth. Her future aspirations are to have a colorful classroom full of student’s writings as well as eventually adopt a very large dog.
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