Neon lights flash from every corner,
The bass shaking the floor.
The hottest pop songs blare from the speakers,
Students throw their hands up in the air,
Their entire being involved in the here and now.
Even the principal is jumping up and down,
And smiles preside everybody’s face.
It smells of cheap cologne that barely masks
The sweat and tears of the lives that are changing at this dance.
You and I are in the corner,
Standing a little too close to each other,
Laughing at our friends forming a conga line.
Suddenly, the drums fades from the speakers,
And is replaced by a graceful piano and
The beginning measures of a favorite love song.
The DJ yells into the crowd, “All couples come out to the floor!”
My face immediately flushes (are we a couple?),
And I am even more aware of you next to me,
Your hand inching timidly towards mine.
Taking a chance, I close the gap between us,
Turning and gently resting my hands on your shoulders.
Your smile glows, projecting happiness
Into my very being, and you
Lay your hands on my waist, shyly, as if asking permission.
My heart pounding, I lean forward and kiss your cheek,
Your freckles warm and soft under my lips.
I give a start as you wrap your arms around me,
Prompting me to rest my head on your shoulder.
“Stay here,” you whisper to me.
And suddenly, I’m engulfed in your embrace,
And the slow piano music floats into my ears,
And your beautiful minty scent floats into my nose,
And my eyes close as you sway me back and forth.
I don’t even realize when the love song ends,
Because you are all that’s on my mind.
I hope our song lasts forever.
You're the type that holds me after the music fades