The Woman In The Yellow Dress

To the woman in the yellow dress
Twirling the white scarf like it’s your lover
I would like to know the secrets
You hide behind those relaxed eyes
You move with fluidity I have never seen before
The crowd are watching the band
But Iโ€™m watching you
You donโ€™t even stop between the songs
You must be dancing to the music in your head
I can only wonder what that might be like
Or perhaps you are an empty vessel
A slave to your body
Stuck on an endless carousel ride
I will never know
And you will forever be imprinted
As the woman in the yellow dress
Who danced like like she was telling a story