Dancing With Daniel
All senses alerted, I'm certain you're here
Your hand snakes my waist, confirming the fear
Attempts to fake brave, just making me shyer
Dancing with Daniel is playing with fire.
If I reached up a little,
Close enough to kiss,
The dimple you get where
Your cheek meets your lips
And if you were mine,
I'd lick at the skin,
That concaves to form
Your trademark bumchin
As I reach up to touch,
Just to see how it feels,
You push me away
And run for the hills
So I dance all alone and wait patiently
I know you're not done humiliating me
You are flippant and fickle, I can only aspire
Dancing with Daniel is playing with fire.
Copyright © Jodie Williams | Year Posted 2012
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