I often wonder what this dance is about.
Stepping in and out of sorrow seems to be a song on a familiar playlist.
And so I match my steps to the beat and move forward the melody with my feet knowing sad songs need slow moments.
And walls need not support and slow moments need partners.
I never said I liked to dance alone.
A sad song remix is always summoned with company so sample your steps with mine and may the remix become sublime.
A sad song serenade doesn’t last long in a parade for sad song solidarity is where hopeful friendships are made.
Who dances alone anyways?
Support not the wall but the skip in your step that brightens your day.
I never said I liked to dance alone.
A sad song serenade doesn’t last long in a parade for sad song solidarity is where hopeful friendships are made.
And with a hook and a bridge slow moments are shared and danced away.
Who dances alone anyways?
