I dream about us dancing

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When we first met,
I dreamt about your hands.
There were so many reasons not to,
but I did.

It was never anything illicit.
Simple gestures of affection:
a hand on my arm,
a touch of my shoulder.

Perhaps it should have stayed that way.

It’s been years since then,
but I still dream about your hands.
There are so many reasons not to,
but I do.

It is never anything illicit.
Simple gestures of affection between strangers:
some event years from now,
your hand on my back as the music plays.


Words ©2014, Jen Payne
Image: The Concert, Marc Chagall


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