Last Dance — Kitan Aladesuyi

One boy

One girl

One song

One last dance

Two lonely hearts beating wildly

To the rhythms of the dance floor

It’s crazy how they are so in love

And deep in denial

“It’s just a dance” he whispers

Just some people beating a leather covered hollow wood

… Is it?

She makes the first move

He hesitates…

She’s unsure

She falters;

In an instant, his hands go around her waist

A bit too quick for a stranger

It’s just reflex

He has quick reflexes

… Maybe?

His heart is racing

Her body is quivering

But she keeps up with the rhythm

“I will enjoy this dance”- she’s thinking

Now they are moving together

Left, right, back and forward

Unsure of tomorrow…

An awkward dance it is

Faces expressionless

like the statue of liberty

A slight trembling of the hand

reveals suppressed feelings

Unspoken words on trembling lips

It’s insane; in spite of pent-up words

threatening to burst right through them

they refuse to speak

The atmosphere around them is charged

A tiny spark and the fire will start

it will spread like wildfire

in the dry Savannah

And then relief will come

Because the tears will wash away the hurt

and rain will wash away the tears.