Dancing in a Parking Lot Lit by the Moon

The look in your eyes,
As I stare into them,
A smile weaves it’s way,
Across your soft face.

Slowly we move,
Back and forth,
Hand in hand,
Soul with soul.

We dance in tiny circles,
To the sounds of soft banjo’s,
And acoustic guitars,
Coming from my car stereo.

You lean your head forward,
And rest it on my shoulder,
And we move in unison,
Breathing warmth on our necks.

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