Slow Dance

I’ve shunned men all these years like the plague, yet you didn’t even have to try. With all of your moody grey-filled and brightly, overwhelming skies, you said your “hello” and waltzed straight into this stormy, turbulent sea of mine. I’m waiting for the moment this whirlwind of a song ends. Will you still be willing to ask for my hand and slow dance with me?

– a.h.

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