Saturday Night at The Colonnade

Last night I danced and danced some more
My shoes alight with girlish grace
I twirled and spun across the floor
A smile of freedom on my face.

Not caring who my partner was
My limbs as loose as limbs could be
I tossed my hair back just because
It felt so welcome to be me.

And when the throbbing rhythm slowed
A blackclad stranger claimed a turn
The iridescent candles glowed
He held me close enough to burn.

The unfamiliar press of flesh
Against my length and breadth entire
Awoke the sleeping wish to mesh
Myself with you within that fire.

But you are far from my embrace
And little likely, truth be told
To turn about and clear a place
To let my love for you unfold.

So dance I shall with who may ask
And close my eyes when in their arms,
Pretending you are ‘neath the mask
Entwining ‘round me all your charms.

© 2011 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved

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Remembering an absent lover while dancing.

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