Flying
Everything else had fallen off me
All cares, fears and insecurities
As you reached out to dance
A night time air show at last
Still hesitant to touch your hand
You once were the man
who didn’t know how to be open
But your body spoke in
different languages
Saying “Be free for the moment”
Its one of those rare feelings I get-
-This out of body experience type
Room filled with more than two dozen
Still me, but inside i wasn’t
Somewhere else flying
to the Salsa and bachata mood
Nothing at all mattered
Not even you
Though our fingers were entwined
You were just my pilot who helped steer me for take off
I’ll never forget that dance
and how I felt so alive

-My thank you.