Across the dancefloor… amidst the loud conversation of people around us… it seems that we hear them talking but our eyes only listens to each other…
Your tousled hair as you run your hands through it, making it carelessly shines…
I look up and saw that wink in your eye…
Heartbeat quickens, I look down to the floor, feeling a tad shy but yearns for your gentle touch…
And then it happens…
Feels like we are drawn towards each other… such gravity… such pull…
You took off your bow tie… loosen up your vest… but kept on your shiny cufflinks…
I dropped my bag, hesitated to take off my gloves… but you shake your head slowly...
So I smiled encouragingly, and moved closer…
Bit...
by bit...
You took my hands and brings me closer… your hands on my back... softly yet with such strength that melts my insides...
The saxophonist played an extra longer, waiting for us to sway…
You lead the way, places your lips near my ears…
Your fingers reaches for my clip, and slowly unfolds my hair… caressing them as waves of silk with your strong hands…
It felt like we were the only ones on earth… enveloped in our feelings that I have no perfect words to describe it…
because I know, just being with you and
letting our body talk smoothly…
silently…
It is the perfect moment in my life.
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