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May 2015
I grabbed your hand
dragged you to the floor
placed my hands over your shoulders, you naturally grabbed my hip and we tried to move to the beat.
We talked and scrambled all over the floor. It didn't last long, you kept saying you couldn't dance.
Neither could I.
But it didn't matter to me because for the first time it was our perfect waltz,
and that's all that mattered.
It was a dream.
Daisy C
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