dance

a summer night

he grabs my waist tight 

we slow dance to frank sinatra 

and jump around 

to porter robinson after 

i can’t dance 

but it doesn’t matter

nothing matters

but the hands on my waist

and the smile on his face 

he brings his fingers to trace

my jaw

and i adore him more

we dance until i hit the floor 

i am sure

i was always meant to be yours 

now my heart is racing

but i don’t mind

this is what love sounds like

it is nothing but kind

and easy to find 

if you open your eyes 

how loved you are

Nova, my shining star. 

09:42am - 03/08/25.