Untold Memory

That passing glimpse A catch of the eye A glance, a trick to mystify There, dancing in Latin heat To that rhythmic Salsa beat You flash me a smile, dispelling all fears As through a throng it promptly disappears Then a teasing word, a dangerous thief Stealing through that night of disbelief Morning light our passion chases Unfolding our close embraces I hug that night’s untold memory Close as the bark to the Old Oak Tree