Rainbow Beat

The light reflects off the
pieces of my
disco ball.
It makes my room look
magical, as if
created by an imaginary master mind,
with the little drops of
sun on the pink walls.
my eyes dance along with
my dancing feet,
trying to catch the sparks.
I stop suddenly, thinking of
you,
comparing my feet and eyes to my
heart, how it dances around you.
When I'm with you.
I stare at the broken disco ball,
and the drops
of rainbow on the wall.
And I decide, that this time,
this is one thing
I don't want you to fix.
I'm fine dancing to my
rainbow beat.