Energy (an acrostic poem)

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Electricity seemed to flow through his body as he tried to dance.

No movement was fluid, every single one a painful to watch spasm of limb movement.

Even though he tried his hardest, his feet never could match the beat, EVER.

Red faced, and not because he was tired, he stared into her eyes.

Green as emeralds, they glittered like gemstones as she moved fluidly with each thump.

Yes, he might hate dancing because he sucked so bad, but for her, he would do anything

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