"Dance for me."
"Please dance for me."
You begged me that day.
"I don't have any music.
I'll look like a fool.
Who dances without music?"

And here I am,
Three hundred
and sixty-four
days after I watched
you drown waterless.

And I could've danced
to the rhythm of your
gasping for air.

I still didn't dance.

And here I am,
Three hundred
and sixty-four days
later and I am
in the exact same place.

Except, you are missing.
And I'd give anything
to dance without music.