Saturday, May 23, 2009

Confessions on a Dance Floor (posted to Facebook on 7/2/08)

your hands met my body
in powerful acquaintance
and we swayed together,
driven closer by the music.

anything could have happened:
i was young,
you were restless...
the night was full of a pleasant heat.

i reminisce from the calm days of now,
remembering back then's fire,
wondering if a spark
still sleeps within me.

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