Slow Dance

I remember how we danced in circles without our shoes on. And I remember you didn’t know where to put your hands. I remember you smelled my hair unaware I knew what you were doing. And I remember you wiped your sweaty palms on your best pants.

I remember I moved your hands to the small of my back. And I remember my head on your shoulder, that I brushed my lips against your ear on purpose. I remember I looked up at your eyes… how I wished you would just kiss me already.

Do you remember how hard I kissed you at the end of that song?

I’ve never understood dancing in circles anyway.



With love to you all,