I often get compliments on my feet. One day I decided to dance on red paint and leave my footprints.
In a golden sunset's glow,
With crimson flames aglow,
Dance the feet so fair,
Like feathers in the air.
Grace and charm in every stride,
Light as petals in their glide,
Starlight streams overhead,
In their dance, reflections spread.
Like stars on the black night's sky,
Captivating with each sigh,
Curves and moves like verses flow,
Magic in each flawless show.
Night, like tar, dark and deep,
Frames their dance in mystic sweep,
Passion's whirl and beauty call,
In this moment, universe enthrall.
Oh, feet of beauty, dance with glee,
Radiate with grace so free,
Let this moment fill with eternity,
Captivating us with your enchanting spree.
