Swirl and twirl my dress lifts its way,
I dance my heart out showing all sides of sway.
All eyes on me while I reveal my trump card.
Then you come , at the right time when I lower my guard.
Of course you ask me to dance, what is this a white knight in shinning armour?
What I didn't realize , is that you were an old poor farmer.
Tricked me into dancing with you , holding an fake image to cover up lies,
But I knew something was wrong, the moment we clicked eyes.
I could tell that your moves were quite something else,
I don't know why, but my heart just started to melt.
All the rich people with their jaws hanging low,
We started to see how people caught on slow.
You were no other than an amazing dancer
I asked "who were you?" But got no answer.
Was I intimidating you very much?
Are you in a hurry such?
Keep glancing over at the clock,
You suddenly stopped and I slipped on the ground becoming a laughing stock.
I don't know why you were running so fast,
It was one of the best days of my life , such as a blast.
It's the other way around , Cinderella shouldn't be a boy,
Fairy tails are something to read outloud and enjoy.
I guess now is not the time to retell it huh?
Everytime my little brother asks me I just say "nun".
YOU ARE READING
Rainy Days 🌂
Poetry~ Brief poems [ The real journey is if I can follow a dangerous path] [Friendships needs blocks that stack up one another. No matter how many times they fall down, if you try hard enough the blocks make a tower] Starting date 5/27/2017
