Dance

I would speak
With you,

Entangle our words
In the salsa

Dance,
Close and breathy.

As partners in art,
In converse

Verbal
And intangibly said,

In the heat
Of closeness

And skin
Touching skin,

I would ask you
To pirouette

So you might hear
My whisper,

And smile
At my music in your head.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015