Amidst the crowd, their eyes locked
Amidst the chatter, their minds talked
Dance with me, she invited.
And even though his hands were full,
There was no way in hell he could refuse
The song was one they’d heard before
The style was one they’d won prizes for
But as their hands came together,
Their bodies fit perfectly like they had finally found home
They then realised that this was like nothing they had ever known
The lights dimmed, the music changed
Suddenly they were in a different place
Stop the dance
They knew they should
But their feet would not; they had minds of their own
And so on and on they danced their dance
Free of care as they had always longed to be
Even though it was more than they had bargained for
On they danced in twilight bliss
And fell off the cliff they couldn’t claim not to see.
Yes, this isn’t my usual style. Like I said in one of my previous posts, sometimes I write for people and sometimes I write for me. This one’s for me.