When we danced the round-a-bout

Your hand in mine, not sweaty but secure

Our eyes locked in a way with no other

You stared at me and I returned the look

Desire shot forth between us

Never having done so before

The world stood still

And only the two of us remained

For a brief moment in time...

Magic unwinding on an autumn night

Stars shining overhead

Clear and clean

All worries out of sight

Rite of passage for a teen..

We danced only for a moment

But the memory warms me

As the banked fires prepare

To flame once again