The sun slinks down slowly and the lights step up to illuminate the dance floor.
There is an event, where the people just dance more.
So many twos and threes come from all over to see another gain their plus one.
Humans are so complex. Billions of us, it’s a celebration when you can trust one.
Watching a man gain a wife, I gazed over at mine.
Remembering when I fell in love I didn’t have the money, but thank God I had the time.
To grow. To be patient. Because, you know. With a child on the way we may want a party but we need stuff.
However, one day the people will gather. The people will dance. & It will be about us.