What is it that causes us
to dance in such a way,
as little smiles
and glances
peer deeply
into each others eyes.
Quick rushes
of excitement streaming
through our hearts,
as we trade quips
along the path of tease.
The art of flirting
lingers like the summer sun,
staying afloat in the equinox sky
as its heat permeates our flesh
and its warmth lingers on.
and even worse a computer
and even worse a computer crush
ron parrish
this is a new way of exploring what flirting means, when i am dancing i'm busy looking down at my steps so i don't topple down.nice poem....
great encapsulation of what flirting is about!