Kayla Mengerink
A Kiss
Monica Switzer

May I have this dance?
There’s no music.

Take my hand.
Don’t let me go.

I’m nervous.
I’ll never let go.

Follow my movements, feel the rhythm.
Two hearts pounding to the beat of an imaginary drum,
Perfectly executed steps.

We can dance all night

No music
No dance floor
Just us,
Our lips.

May I have this dance?