Dancing stranger

The music twines with our bodies,
As it draws us closer, Until our bodies touch,
And our feet move in sync, The world blurs around us,
A perfect figure’s clutch,
The music flowing in such a way, that we must move fast,
His curves matches mine
The music blares loud , And his grace is overcoming
Which proves his beauty’s a sign
When the music stops so do we, He smiles and winks
Then walks away
Left me on the street, dark and lonely
Wondering if ill see him another day.