Move. Feel the beat.
Feel it all over, through every arm, leg, and cell. Away from it all.
Just me and the music.
No one to scream and shout.
No one to stare.
No, not at me.
The beat of the music coursing through my veins.
So much euphoria in this feeling.
Stay on that stage, never leaving.
Never stopping to think about my movements.
Living in the moment.
By, Epiphany Spence on May the twentieth the year 2021
This is a poem about how I feel on stage. The euphoria I get. Like a weight being lifted from my shoulders...free.
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