Soul Mates

a dim lit room, a slow and steady groove I feel his stare on me; he watches as I move a man of mystery, a man of intrigue my heart races as he slowly moves towards me one dance he wants, one dance he asks to be close to him is not so hard a task I’m hesitant, though, as he pulls me near he leans in to me and whispers in my ear ‘you are so beautiful’ he says to me ‘what is your name?’ he asks anxiously ‘for I need to know before I depart the name of the woman who’s stolen my heart’ a smile I gave him to show I was pleased his style and his approach made me weak in the knees ‘you call me a thief and expect a reply how bold of you, love, your request I deny’ he smiled at me as we finished our dance ‘I offer to you a night of romance let me assure you that only good intentions remain then will you tell me, will you give me your name?’ for the rest of the night I enjoyed his company he seduced my mind, touched my heart; he was truly unique ‘if it’s love that u want, then you’ll no longer seek you’ve found it in me, my name is Dominquette….’