Dance#18
Tonight we danced to music
from another time.
She was in step with me—
in step with my soul and I with hers.
I kissed her long and deep and whispered,
"You're one with me, and I will never let you go."
Then,
I drew her in tightly
as if to never let her go.
When I opened my eyes
she wasn't there.
—The Dancer of Atlanta
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