I Loved to Dance by Lise Day
You asked me to dance
I, dazzled, acquiesced
You held me so close
I scarce could breathe
You controlled the rhythm
I mastered the steps
You did an about turn
I pirouetted
You began to retreat
I stepped forwards
You spun out of control
Forgot
The choreographed steps
I improvised
You staggered and fell
I took a bow.
Pleached Poetry 