Her smile, ever since I’ve seen it. My eyes grew at the view of amazement.
Shake.
Soft hands.
Caress only what is nearest.
As the eyes meet, the pairs would never look away.
If only I were Partick Swayze.
Alas we are only who we are dancing with our smiles held together on
this dance floor made up of only the constellations glistening in the
moonlight.
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