"First Dance"
The music is playing softly,
the lights are turned low.
You stand across the room,
Ready to go.
Your hand on my hip
sends ripples up my skin.
Into my eyes you look,
I'm a mess deep within.
I don't know the steps,
I haven't learned my cues.
My frustration mounts
I don't know what to do.
Do I lead? Do I follow?
What's the step I take?
Do I jump in? Do I wait?
Is it already too late?
I know what I feel
I'm aware of the cost.
but at this dance
I'm completely lost.
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