Before she touched he felt her
she took his hand “Let’s dance”
all eyes upon them read her
a stranger yet none more familiar
she moved him into her grace

“Let go move with the music”
he did as he was asked
she let him sense her soul
find his rhythm deep inside her
she kissed him left soon after

They all asked “Who is she?”
he had no name to give
every photograph since then and after
she by his side beyond them
that night love danced with him

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EDC, an Englishman, a scientist, retired fellow, now writing, as is, whatever briefly comes into his head. Blogs poetry, prose and lines as ‘EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen’ at http://believingsightunseen.com – a collection ‘Shorts – a take on poetry’  published as ‘Eric Daniel Clarke’ by Potter’s Grove Press, May 2020.