By: B9Patric~


She approached him apprehensively
while shadows danced upon the walls.
Would he notice her?
Would he recall her name?
She was consumed with him.
Their time together had been brief,
but it seemed to matter most.
Suddenly he laughed.
Was he amused with her?
Or maybe someone else.
Yes, he was chatting with someone.
Perhaps she’d wait awhile,
maybe then he’d be free.
Sweat beading down her neck,
she couldn’t resist.
Reaching out she touched his arm.
Turning to her he smiled, and said,
“Would you like to dance?”