by Kat Apf

Created on: January 30, 2010   Last Updated: May 18, 2011

I Can Dance

If you had not
grabbed my hand
and yanked me
out of my seat
and onto the shiny
oak dance floor

I would not have learned
to do a fast and frenzied
jitterbug
or glide in a waltz
slowly and tenderly

Dropping my hand
and standing off to one side
encouraging me to dance
alone
applauding
smiling
taking my hand again
to teach me yet
another step
I fell in time
moving to match your style
and grace
even inventing some moves
of my own

If you had passed me by
never extending your rough
and calloused hand
I wouldn't be back in my chair
wondering why you stopped dancing
so suddenly

Yet now I know
I can dance
just about any step

with or without you

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