How deep does this pool be?

Feudal mood, Sufi groove, eyebrows are skewed, they got them kabuki moves

Round and round, up and down, making shoddy stew, criminally juiced

Snoopy, droopy, pool party, sensational diving

Cultural heel, meeting family, pics on their mind, what aesthetic dining

Pink, white, sparkling flowers everywhere, got some holy powers, i want some too, floating preacher

Incense, mimic dance, intense sense, its shivas seance

Hips shaking, hypnotic magic, glowing naked smiling, its hydras magic

Fogeys be mowing, lawn too long, weeds found, masked silencer, loud mating calls, order abounds

Water close, glistening sun beat, taking a dip, nah follow modesty baby

Ladies dancing to the communal tune, envy rising under me, makeshift crew in grooving mood

They look so free, world their best friend, I envy them slightly, giggling merrily

No walker, no demon, no monkey, no composer

Fly free like birds, wind on their nose, a flock of doves, gotta unshackle this chained bird

Gossip, noises, silence, No, more gossip riding the pocket

What difference between you and me,
is it the dancing
or a shoddy chopper grooving post-modernly, comically

Analyzing, classifying, demystifying, fragmenting stylistically

Yet I long posthumously

Their dance appears free to me
not my own, yet stunning serendipitously

So far, yet so close, a journey that never ends,
yet I am glad it persists, joy and pain, love and shame, flip the coin, the game remains unchanged.

Fairies show up elusively, repeatedly, i keep grooving sheepishly, hiding magnificently, floating magnificently

Smiling unceremoniously, what a fancy day to just be,
funny way life flows in sea, how deep does the pool be?