More poems by Dancing Queen

First Time

There’s something about listening to a cd for the first time.
The excitement from when the first kick drum, guitar and bass chords blast through the speaker.
Then the vocals come in and you release a breathe you didn’t know you were holding.

Even though you don’t know the song you can’t help but start dancing to it.
The song ends and a new rush sweeps over your body,
Track number two starts playing.
This rush happens for all 12 songs because

There is just something about listening to a cd for the first time.
Poem by Dancing Queen