Everyday Dance
There lies a quarter on my family room floor.
Heads down we have danced since one week before.
I should pick it up and spend it,
But that would too quickly end it,
So I step again, grin, and then pivot once more.
–by me, photographer unknown
sometimesihatemycat 
Smiling. Love it. And to see you dance
I dance often, I just rarely write about it. Perhaps I should more often. Smiling back. Thank you.
Dance intoxicates me in all its forms.