part 1
felt hands and hips
before i saw your face;
let myself fall into a slow wine
forgetting the club rule:
always watch for signals
from forward-facing girlfriends
when being danced with from behind...
abandoned myself to the rhythm...
first the dj's
then yours.
but it was cool
'cause i turned around
and the strong hands
were cloaked in pretty brown skin
the full lips were a nice bonus.
i wondered
what you looked like
in full sun,
away from disco balls
and fog machines.
on a whim,
i kissed you goodbye.
you whispered an island breeze
and i smiled,
grateful.
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