I chased her to the end of the balcony.
I tapped her on the shoulder.
she was fixed on the stars.
It's nights like this where a lace of mist
carves a path through the sky. If the ancients could
of had more Gods, this surely would of been one.
she turned slowly as her eyes continued.
she glowed,
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry," I replied uncomfortably,
"I've seen you from afar and I would like
to dance with you before the night is finished."
she smiled, amusingly.
"Ms. I insist, I have watched you from afar while
comfortably nursing my thoughts of you."
"And what thoughts are those?"
she replied at an angle.
"That at the end of night, I will dance with you,
and then see you again."
suddenly,
a handsome gentlemen tapped my shoulder.
"whose your friend?"
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