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Dancing Under The Moonlight
For Her Forever Romeo
“Now before being interrupted, I was asking, did you want to see my dance routine that got me on the squad?”
“It would be my pleasure, beautiful one.”
“I’m not cheering because we need to be quiet.”
She puts her finger to her mouth, giving the “Sh” sign. She is too cute for words. As this exquisitely enchanting creature begins her routine under the still quiet moonlight, a Chopin sonata comes into my head, her favorite composer.
She kicks, jumps, and spins. I hear her breaths and movements cutting through the cool night air. Her beauty, grace and determined look of a Russian Prima ballerina; cemented in my mind’s eye, I was viewing my Lifetime Love. Bree breathlessly finishes her routine.
“What did you think?” She asked.
“Three words: sexy, sassy, and scintillating.”
“Ew baby, is that a PSAT word: scintillating.”
“Of course, I used an alliteration.”
Bree is the only person I would ever try to impress with my smarts. It wasn’t a redeeming quality I would ever knowingly reveal to my homies. But I digress.
“Why, you smooth, suave, succulent operator. I need to kiss those lips.” She said.
