28 September 2010

still

when you asked me to dance
i couldn't hear your voice
through the deafening music
but i saw you smile at me
and even if you may have been kidding
i did want to dance with you
cheek to cheek
slowly in circles
like we were alone.

when i'm old i'll remember
fragments of that night
the beatles
moon clouds
the top down
the wind
we shouting
an exclamation point


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