Dancing

I knew it would be everything I’d dreamed

To have you choose to dance with me.

Missed opportunities.

Shyness is my killer.

The feel of your hands in mine,

Leading me,

Step in, step out,

One two three,

You brush my chest,

I swear I’m flying.

You yank me in,

There’s nowhere else

I’d rather be.

Spin me out,

Spin me in,

Hold me tight,

And begin again.