3rd Street

I’m just viewing from across the street through the windows.
I can’t hear the music they’re dancing to
but it’s all they can hear.
They dance like no one is watching.

its almost as if hearing the music would ruin this for me.

The girl with curly hair floats so gently, 

It’s just pure dancing without anything else.

No one is trying to flirt. 

No one is trying to socialize.

They know they’re in a room of windows,
And yet they dance like I would if no one would see.
They see each other and don’t care.
I think it's known they need it just the same.