Dancing Dirty

Dancing loves chasing faceless charms, begging the feet to sing in pairs of harmonies 

Blooming soles written with lyrics of promising vows tuned in for a small tip

Strapping drinks tipping on the colorless floor as stained tears drown the stalls

Gripping tangles in cries of a drunk yet it soften to a sailor’s song

Rumbling cloths shrug out in the morning doors as nature digs into the grown melod