***[This has nothing to do with anything about food. I just needed to write because the song made me and other stuff. Press play and read, or just press play and just listen or just read]***
They just danced close
She clasped his big rough hand and it still matched
fitting perfect when their fingers intertwined without thinking
He found that smooth spot on the small of her back
gripping it firm
holding her close enough
but he wasn't sure
It just felt like it ought to be
The place was hot and packed with people
sweaty drunken smiling
They both looked away when their eyes met
twice then again
palms sweaty with heat and nervous
The song played on the old and dim brightly lit jukebox
Swaying in a circle
she laid her head over his heart as if to listen
And he gently squeezed her tiny hand
The song is ending soon
I remember
Do you?
Even slower they circled in time
as he inhaled her hair
and their eyes finally met
and his said everything
and hers said it all
They kissed for the maybe last time
as neither could stay
She just closed her eyes and nodded when he whispered warm in her ear
I know
And as the song faded
And it was about to end
They just danced close
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