The Dance
The dance begun
The moment their eyes locked
There was something there
For a second she felt it
A sly grin covered his face
She turned away
To avoid his stare
She knew he would be too much to handle
Six foot two with bulging pecs
Stacked in a fitted shirt
He looked appealing
The music played on
She swayed to the beat
Solo on the dance floor
She knew she captivated the room
And his eyes in particular
Five inch heels accentuated toned calves
Slinky skirt wrapped her thighs
As her Hips swayed from side to side
He watched her every move
Filled with anticipation
It won’t be long now
Before he joins her for the dance
Published in "Movement" 2022
Copyright © Sheila Henry | Year Posted 2022
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