Rhythm and Blues

The promenade and pull of your powerful waltz,
And burning bright- your bolero boils blood,
Does your daring dance deflect your death and faults?

Succumb to sticky slowing, embrace the stagnant halts,
Beware the box-step brings you back through mud,
The promenade and pull of your powerful waltz,

A swift and sweeping samba shows steps surmise gestalts,
And fast and fervent foxtrot freeing feelings- flaking crud,
Does your daring dance deflect your death and faults?

Temptation in your tango, your twisted tempo that time assaults,
Memories march in on your merengue, muddled mysteries start to flood,
The promenade and pull of your powerful waltz,

Cheering chagrin with a cha-cha, chews like lemon juice and salts,
Murmurs muse you in mid-mambo, money to mirage a willing stud,
Does your daring dance deflect your death and faults?

Riddles ripping at your rumba, reminds of remnants in your vaults,
With not a swing or paso doble to hide the idle cattle chewing cud,
The promenade and pull of your powerful waltz,
Does your daring dance deflect your death and faults?