Invite me dancing on the phone,

Take me somewhere I’ve never known,

A place found in photos scarcely shown — 

A place of dreams with mystic undertones.


Place me on your feet, two by two,

And hum the melody — 

One, or a few —

Until our twirls slow in messy swirls, 

And all my curls go flat.


Invite me to eat more food,

To get fat,

And laugh the night away.


Invite me to go with you, 

To go away,

And stay

In love.

Submitted: October 22, 2020

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