A Cheater’s Dance

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Been working on tightening my imagery while keeping metaphors alive throughout a poem and not being cliché.

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A Cheater’s Dance

I just wanted a calm waltz.
Lyrical lopes,
my partner likes to krump—
I don’t like it rough.

She’s the world, I know,
tempting, onlooking,
wanting to truly waltz.

Make dancing delicate again.

Cinderelian ball—
kissing, telling, and dancing—

I lied about the tango,
the delectable, unforgettable touch.

I pursued, persuaded, and
lied about my dance.

Then guests knew—quietly.

Kissing, whispering, and waltzing.

Still, a bachata
wouldn’t spin my world.

Stuck between two spinning worlds.

As for the restless confession—
I’ll leave it on the cold floor.

Alone,

I’ll never know
what it’s like
to truly dance.