The Dance

Christi Bowers
Instant attraction, inspired by a faint glance across the room
Closer, closer
As the two stand side by side the chemistry is evident

Hugging, even though they have never met
Smiling
A purpose comes to light

One evening, two evenings, three evenings

Thoughts of what will come
Sharing memories
Sharing thoughts
Sharing kisses

The music is in the background
Starting to be heard by the two
The sound is a faint murmur

Dreams are discussed
Hopes and desires

Drawing in closer together
Holding hands

Three evenings becomes six, seven, eight

Spending time together
Learning about each other

The music is growing louder
Creating memories
Creating bonds

Understanding
Depth
Warmth

Eight evenings become ten, eleven, twelve

The passion ignites

The music is in the forefront
Strong, beautiful, ready for the moment
It is time to dance...

Published by Christi Bowers

I am motivated by life and always wanting to learn and improve myself! I love to travel and to explore new things. I am a philospher at heart and search for meaning.  View profile

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  • Pearl Grace2/10/2011

    Very nice story and poem.

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