Dance

It was best when the floor was cold But warmth couldn't stop us Carpet couldn't either for that matter We would all twirl and float Like ice dancers Across and smooth surface Except out surface wasn't that smooth And we didn't have that much space. We preformed for crowds Of two, or three, or four, But rarely could we see them Because we never could see that well While we twirled. We often fell And things were broken Or dresses were ripped But no one could tell us to stop Because we would never let them. We danced to music that couldn't be heard But only seen in our feet as they skipped Across the hardwood floors Or the carpets Under the tables Out of the room. There was no boundary