She Knows They’re Watching
Flipping off her heals, releas-
ing her toes to the cool breeze
She bends her knees, loose hips swaying
Her skirt joins the music playing
Then she steps and her shoulders drop free
Her arms grow wild and reach out to me
I shake my head, but I’m already there
Dizzy and weightless, I move without care
Something is off. She isn’t looking at me.
I am part of a show for others to see.