The Dance

Eyes meet....

across the room

Hesitant glances....

linger

Tempos change....

senses heighten

Eyes search....

quickly finding

Rhythmic suggestions ....

face to face

Hands reach....

barely touching

Fingers search....

slowly entwine

Warm breath....

leaving a chill

Pulses race....

a sweet aroma

Bodies greet....

a whisper apart

Eyes meet....

a hesitant linger

A quick glance....

becomes the dance

Toni Medeiros Craig
January 10, 2001