She wanted to slow dance with me
arm hook on waste
as we stepped
to the beat of the song
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One Liners
PoetryPoetry is music, music in retrun saves my thought. ------------------ A collection of one sentence/one line poems that range from hope to death. And everything in between.
116. Slow Dance
She wanted to slow dance with me
arm hook on waste
as we stepped
to the beat of the song
