One boy
One girl
One song
One last dance
Two lonely hearts beating wildly..
To the rhythms of the dance floor
It's crazy how they are so in love
And deep in denial
"It's just a dance" he whispers
Just some people beating a leather covered hollow wood
.... Is it?
She makes the first move
He hesitates...
She's unsure
She falters;
In an instant, his hands go around her waist
A bit too quick for a stranger
It's just reflex.. He has quick reflexes
... Maybe?
His heart is racing
Her body is quivering
But she keeps up with the rhythm
"I will enjoy this dance" she's thinking
Now they are moving together
Left, right, back and forward
... unsure of tomorrow...
An awkward dance it is
Faces expressionless like the statue of liberty
A slight trembling of the hand reveals suppressed feelings
Unspoken words on trembling lips
It's insane; in spite of pent-up words threatening to burst
right through them, they refuse to speak
The atmosphere around them is charged
A tiny spark and the fire will start; it will spread like
wildfire in the dry Savannah
...
And then relief will come
Because the tears will wash away the hurt and the rain will
wash away the tears.
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