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THE DANCE

*...He approaches her table at the edge of the dance floor...
...He wants to say "Will you be mine forever?"...
...instead...
...he asks her to dance...
...She places her hand in his and he leads her toward the floor...
...The house lights dim...
...Colored spots come to life...
...shining upon the rotating mirrored ball suspended from the ceiling...
...Silent fireworks scatter across the hardwood...
...They sweep onto the floor like lace curtains in a summer breeze...
...each engrossed in the expectations of the next few moments...
...The music begins... a soft, slow number they both know...
...They commence to sway ...allowing the tune to overtake them...
...They move about the dance floor, guided by a mood of harmony and grace...
...Nothing exists...nothing but the two of them...and they are no longer two...
...their hearts beat in unison...their breathing corresponds...
...they are one...
...He sees the light of a thousand stars reflected in her eyes...
...and the blush of her cheeks is taken from the pinkest evening sky...
...The rhythms carry them far beyond the boundaries of the club they're in...
...far into the summer night they float...
...into the star-filled heavens...
...The Earth shrinks below them as they move as one to the sounds wafting through their souls...
...music played on the instruments of imagination...
...As the last notes echo through the time continuum...
...they descend back to Earth as a leaf floats down a lazy autumn stream...
...back to reality...
...back to now...
...but never back to where they were...
...before the dance.

June 11, 1997

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