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I wrote ‘ I Danced With a Stranger ‘ a few
months ago…during a very dark time
in my life…..
Love can come in the strangest of places
and at the strangest of times…
It may begin with a look, a kind word, a lending
hand…a lonely night…
Or even ... a knock at the door…
It may uncover something so beautiful…
…sometimes lasting a lifetime …….yet…
At other times, lasting for just a moment…
Love should be everything or not at all…
I Danced With a Stranger
Stars were out the night the music called
I was dressed and honored and she was dolled.
Our breaths taken away, the world was left astray…
All of a sudden the glabrous notes began to climb.
Her hand in mine, our hips began their subtle rhyme.
My mind wandering as if a peregrine bird,
Yet the music kept our embraced bodies blurred.
Hypnotizing melodies dancing ‘round the room.
Two cheeks touching, ten fingers twinning.
With fleeting feet, our smiling lips began aligning.
Thoughts of yesteryear softly fleeting by.
Youth revisiting this night we could not deny.
Cool night, open doors, jasmine in the air.
Still, despite the magic, our tempo or descry
Love and laughter, silliness and tears came by.
Stranger in my midst and I in hers?
Hands in the air, and on each others hips?
Who was I dancing with that tender night?
Black shorts and the face of a queen.
Is this for real or had it been just a dream?
The same for this royal girl of mine
Had she been dancing with the prince of rhyme?
I was taken, I was lost, I was captured, enraptured.
Her scent took me to a places yet unseen, unheard
Still, most of me that girl had just bestirred.
What had been different on that night of fate?
Had our thoughts found each other more ornate?
Had our scents recaptured past innocence?
I saw a stranger dancing on air as if on a cloud.
My breath, my heart, my soul had cried aloud!
‘Where have you been my dear sweet lady?
For I’ve been looking and searching daily.
Where did you go for oh so very long?
Had I been a stranger to you as well?
You my dear, no longer shall my heart expel’.
That night of love, tenderness and cohesion
Shall forever be remembered for no reason.
For this woman had been with me once before.
Her eyes were like no other or none better.
This nights’ pleasure was our treasure.
I flickered, I thought, and wondered, where?
A beauty such as this I could never have ensnared.
Brown eyes, blonde hair, the sweetest cherry lips.
As the memories came crawling back again
Cross my heart I had remembered when!
Though the crimsoned night had not yet ended
Her voice, her eyes indeed had not pretended.
Beads of perspiration glistened with excitement.
Lips like magnets, hands like blankets, seeking, finding.
Bodies pushing, pressing, twirling, glowing….
She’d come back on this one clear night of passion.
One night, one hour or maybe just one session.
Perhaps she will return again… and I for her.
For she had been the only one I had adored.
My precious wife, my friend, my lover, my amour…..
eiddie
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