Dance
Dance My hand traces across her mid so smoothly-
The way she sings in tune still moves me.
She moves and sways each time I touch her-
I pull her to me, her scent enticing, moves me forward.
A dip, a lift, hallow movements that only we know-
She guides my hand down her neck and her shoulders-
Strands through my fingers, like only I can hold her.
Each sound she makes, sends me into a trance.
I lose myself with my Guitar, each time we dance.
KTupua
December 2023