Dancing in two losetaswe named our slow-dancing ways
keeping the feet in two tiles
while slowly tipping one shoulder
to the side mano a mano
left and right rhythm and motion
with the boy I like
He’s so close to me
I can feel la clave in my heart
I can smell Aramis on his neck
whiff the smell of fear
running down the drops of sweat
I keep my hand on his shoulder
press my breast on his chest
His arm commands my spine
while I look for the future in his eyes
The song comes to an end
it’s time to separate
but music keeps the dream
twirling in my heart
by JVP
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