Scientists, poets, writers, painters; take the common and let you see it in a different way. This is a dance. Dancing is organic or inorganic just conceptual prejudice. The floor, the movement (together), the human interaction, the tactile, the music, and emotions; all are there and so much more. Every dance is in the beginner's mind. The next time it is done is the only time it is done. Symmetry and beauty. Reading these poems is a superposition of me, the reader, and the visceral feeling of the book. It is Dancing.