I didn't dance with you.
I watched from the corner,
Awe-struck, my eyes glued,
Following you as you flew and twirled
Across the floor; beautiful
I wouldn't dance with you.
Instead, I leaned against the wall,
Silent, steady, still.
Your form graceful,
Your face brilliant.
I couldn't dance with you.
I only knew my weaknesses.
I wasn't good
Your style overwhelmed;
Mine just sat brooding.
I didn't know.
May I have this dance?