Perhaps it is a bit much too parenthetical

To point out how the technique is identical

In that which the skaters do employ

And in bad taste to say so as they enjoy

Spinning in so many circles that I get dizzy

And those dance steps are wonderfully busy

Always working from inside the symmetrical

So much of this is the quest to appear identical

Skipping to the lights fantastic in sheer romance

All of the wonders of learning to skate an ice dance

Spiraling and maneuvering in a joyous  waltz

Filled with love, laughter, and a bit of smaltz

It’s a very extraordinary act of physical art

One meant to be cherished from the heart