Dance, laugh, flirt, half a flirt,
not necessarily in that order --
lights flicker - bokeh raindrops.
Initially, my feet tap in time;

but as the chorus returns,
by its volition, my body moves;
the bass line sends my chest
thumping to a primal beat.

All through this commotion
my hope recedes... but then,
As if by magic, perfect time,
your eyes looked into mine...