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Dance With Me


A simple brush against my cheek, Such touching makes me weak. He whispers softly in my ear, Just loud enough for me to hear. Come dance with me. Can’t say I know how, not for sure. This is something I’ve never done before. It’s not too hard; you just move your hips. He takes my hand and kisses my lips. I close my eyes as he takes the lead. Suddenly it gets hard to breathe. I try to keep up as we begin to move faster. Such rhythmic motions are hard to master. He dances with me. He says to me, “Let’s take a break.” But it’s not long before I wake. Then I turn to him and whisper softly in his ear, Something just loud enough for him to hear. Come dance with me.
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