Dancing With You

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Improv 2001

Walking with you,

in your arms,

along the beach.

Talking,

laughing,

and having fun.

Things couldn’t be better.

I was happy,

you were happy,

we were happy,

by just being with each other.

Clouds drift in,

as they always do.

And the rain starts to fall.

Yet instead of going for cover,

we danced.

You held me close,

ran your fingers through my hair,

and we danced.

Rain showering over us,

as you caressed my back,

and we danced.

People watching us,

from their warm dry homes,

thinking we were crazy,

and we danced.

All we needed was each other,

and the world around us,

just seemed to disappear.

We were meant to be together,

to share moments like these,

The rain kept falling,

we held each other close,

till the morning light,

and we danced.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 9-2-01. It's my 57th improv.

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I read some of your peoms i think there beautiful good job TERESA RIFE