Sunday, August 28, 2016

The Significant Stranger

The blush on her face looked so beautiful,
It was not just the make-up,
He stood a few feet away from her,
Everywhere she went, every time she turned,
She felt him close.

The party progressed,
He was now inches away,
Every time she looked up, their eyes met,
The dance floor was on fire,
She smiled to herself.

People were drunk, craziness was about,
She was high on dance,
Lost in music, unaware of the world,
They danced on,
When someone knocked her,
She fell back,
She turned to say sorry,
All she saw was his smile,
All that she could do was blush.

Now they faced each other,
And danced on,
All that mattered was now,
They synced their moves,
And danced like there was no tomorrow.

The whole evening went by,
She didn't even know,
The music ended, People left,
They exchanged a silent parting nod,
The hope of meeting soon,
The promise of a significant stranger,
The memory of a well-spent evening,
And yes, that smile...

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