by Katie Jan 31, 2005
category :
Special events /
other poems
One slow dance, to a song we had never heard, you held me close, you smelled so perfect, you in your suit, my dress flowing. You weren't even my date, but you were my excape. The song wasn't long enough, we parted too soon, I wish we could have that moment back, when it was our perfect world. My date and yours, dancing together too, but it didn't even phase me, all I saw was you. Everything was right, what a perfect formal night. |
awww |