A Wall Flower – Amy Levy

I lounge in the doorway and languish in vain While Tom, Dick and Harry are dancing with Jane

My spirit rises to the music’s beat;

There is a leaden fiend lurks in my feet!

To move unto your motion,

Love, were sweet.

Somewhere, I think, some other where, not here,

In other ages, on another sphere,

I danced with you, and you with me, my dear.

In perfect motion did our bodies sway,

To perfect music that was heard alway;

Woe’s me, that am so dull of foot to-day!

To move unto your motion, Love, were sweet; My spirit rises to the music’s beat

But, ah, the leaden demon in my feet! ~ A Wall Flower – Amy Levy