slow dance

Last night I was a Wallflower imagining myself

dancing with the Barks and Leaves
in the blue disco light

How envious I am of their movement and groundedness.

I want to share a drink with You

hold hands and bathe in the whispers of the wind,

feel the shivers up my spine and indulge
in the cracking of my Skin

I need to be committed to you to be

Won with the world.