I NEVER DANCED
By John Thomas Tuft
The stage is darkened, the floodlights turned low
Only the ghost light burns to welcome spirits recluse
Barely breathing I steal across the hardwood now
But I never danced can no longer be my excuse.
I reach the center mark as my heart raps the beat
And bow low to the orchestra of specters at the ready
The audience of empty chairs arrayed in silent rows
My arms at awkward angles, my legs far from steady.
I want to move in rythmn in a way that makes it clear
That the sight of you is the catch in my throat
The look in your eyes makes me replicate the beat
I never danced but this effort is to you my note.
If every tear is a waterfall and every kiss a smile
And every expression of love is taking a chance
Then let me slowly take you in my arms
And begin to sway together to dance like I never danced.