No me veas bailar

Margarita has a strange appeal
sways between suthers on a broke heel
Of course her desires always messed up
She rather be scarred than scarred with love

In conversation she often content
Customs builds customs that have all dead-ends
She found her courage in a change of scene
The sunday social would be short it's queen
All her best years spent distracted
By this tired re-enaccments
With the right stuff
she would try her chances
Somewhere else

There he is a step outside of view
Presiding the words he hope she might persuit
Night upon night of faithful lie shore*
He only convinces legs across the floor

Please don't watch me dancing