The dance seemed endless,
Not unlike his eyes.
I felt his hands press,
So gently on my sides.
The music stopped,
But we kept dancing.
And alone we stepped,
My heart was racing.
He smiled shyly,
Saying he was glad we met.
He walked away so slyly,
But I was not ready for him to leave yet.
The lights dimmed,
I walked away.
My hopes thinned,
Of meeting another day.













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