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You held out your hand, inviting me To dance barefoot across the cedar Splintered wood of your living room floor Despite my guise of grace I am not Capable of keeping your quick pace The glass slippers I misplaced around Midnight helped to hide my two left feet Knobby knees and numb toes stumbled through One  two  three  one  two  three  one  two  three We danced till the sun interrupted Not with my tongue-tied toes but with our Chapped Lips, teeth, pink cheeks, racing heartbeats Fingers waltzed across your warm soft flesh Memorizing skin maps and tracing Constellations of belly buttons Palms, spines, collarbones, and speckled chests In the abrupt light of afternoon, I rushed to leave before you saw the Disheveled remnant of a Princess Still in her dancing dress, but shoeless You searched for long-gone slippers as I Faintly heard you ask my name beneath The echoed slam of the palace doors
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 4:31 PM UTC
Waltzing After Hours
You held out your hand, inviting me To dance barefoot across the cedar Splintered wood of your living room floor Despite my guise of grace I am not Capable of keeping your quick pace The glass slippers I misplaced around Midnight helped to hide my two left feet Knobby knees and numb toes stumbled through One  two  three  one  two  three  one  two  three We danced till the sun interrupted Not with my tongue-tied toes but with our Chapped Lips, teeth, pink cheeks, racing heartbeats Fingers waltzed across your warm soft flesh Memorizing skin maps and tracing Constellations of belly buttons Palms, spines, collarbones, and speckled chests In the abrupt light of afternoon, I rushed to leave before you saw the Disheveled remnant of a Princess Still in her dancing dress, but shoeless You searched for long-gone slippers as I Faintly heard you ask my name beneath The echoed slam of the palace doors
sarah-myrth
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Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 4:31 PM UTC
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