I was sitting on my own
tapping my feet to music echo'ed on the wall
I lit a cigarette
and watched the couples as they danced around the hall
I sipped another drink
and like some apparition she slipped into view
she danced in front of me
her body swaying to the rythm of my shoes
I could feel her gazing at me
it was all that I could do but look and see
transfixed by her appearance
though I knew that she was far to young for me
I've never seen a girl
so fair and beautiful and then she smiled my way
my smile was unintentional
was flattered yet embarrased by her gaze
I beckoned her towards me
though I never really thought she'd come along
felt surprised when she came over
moving to the rythm of the song
she laughed
and then I guessed she knew the game
and wanted me to play it too
I found myself beside her body
swaying to the rythm of my shoes.
Charles M. Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swaying-to-the-rythm-of-my-shoes/
