The air is cold and still,
you move with such grace.
That it drives me crazy,
loving every moment you move.
I can't see your face,
yet it feels like I know you.
When he starts dancing with you,
I imagine that I am him.
having you holding my hand,
or grinding on me.
I snap back to realty,
as the manager cames and talks to me.
"only in your dreams boy".
I look back at him,
"Pretty good dreams anyways".
Cypher DemonicWolf Community Member 
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