Nothing in a naked nothingness

I'm not getting feedback on my writing 'Girl in Training' which I was hoping to get to help me move figure out what to change how to improve it While I wait I'll write crap poetry

The Dance We Do
By Eric Holmes

Twas an angels legs so long so sweet
we danced by night and loved in heat
our thoughts and minds did to and fro
becoming one our hearts did glow

A lovers blessed cool caress the wind
the blowing up her dress
the laughter free of care and fear
our grinding quickened the coming near

An endless time held captive
In a moon's shimmering forever
We held like lovers lost
and new that was the cost

Nothing sweet can stay
Change must find its way
and bad well it goes too
and that's the dance we do.