Dancing by myself
wearing my favorite jeans and an itty bitty shirt
and jasmine perfume
with the music so loud
watching myself reflected in the window
and my shadow on the floor
because there's nobody else around
and it feels good to be me.
But then you're here
and our bodies once as sure as twining snakes
full of elbows and knees
and blind mistakes
my rhythm is gone
the music lost in meaningless noise.
Your eyes find mine
and your hands guide my hips
into a new rhythm
gentler than the first
guide me to a music quieter
that only we can hear
and we are nothing but two vines
growing on the same tree
indistinguishable from each other.
Then you're gone and by myself again
Wearing dirty jeans and your green sweatshirt
that still smells like you
The music pounding out of the speakers so loud
the floor shivers
where my foot counts the beat
biding my time
until we can dance together again.