A different kind of dance...
I saw you and my heart pumped hard I thought I was having a heart attack What was it about you that made me react that way? In an air-conditioned room the temperature seemed to heat up fast, I could feel the warmth growing at my center My face flushed I tried to catch your eye but you paid no attention to me I knew I had to talk to you so I followed you and in accident I am glad I made you smile You shut the door of the van in my face and hit my arm, you said sorry and in pain I smiled a warriors smile My hand was sure to bruise but my heart was victorious Somebody introduced us, and while I was making small talk, I was already daydreaming, plotting our first date My friends would laugh at me if they knew that it was in a church that we went first, I came from a catholic school but I seldom speak about my convictions; am sure they will be amused Then came the endless days that I wonder about what you were doing, was I doing the right things to maintain your interest? Was I amusing enou...