A sweaty fast paced shuffle -
heavy breath keeps pressing.
dip so slowly
and the music fades

hand in hand they dance
longing for that which should be saved
tender glances finish stabbing
but they aren’t left ashamed.

summer heat gives way to plenty
and the tune stays the same
yet still they are dancing
around the same lust driven game.

never to apologize
for finding love too quickly
something could not be so wrong –
as long as the crickets are singing.

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