Slow Dance

December 6, 2010
By Anonymous

1 - I catch a glimpse of his honey suckle eyes
2 - masculine but soft
3 - They're filled with laughter and a hint of brilliant moonshine
4 - My girly tingles begin to arise as he caresses
5 - oh ! That sweet boy. What a love of mine
6 - I bite my lip and try to remain calm
7- sway left sway right
8- If only that was actually me he was dancing with tonight.

The author's comments:
This poem is about my account of seeing the guy of my dreams slow dance with my best friend. What a night!

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