A chapter from somewhere in the Book.

This story deserves to be here, it's been edited, tweaked and finally ready for production. Clarity comes when the mind is free of clutter, and the heart's singing a brand new song, a song it has never sung before.

Dance.
I didn't expect to find you there, for a month i just went in there, looking to torment and have a laugh. When we made contact, the first thought i had was "Oh boy, another one in line to bite the dust." I wasn't expecting a connection of some sort, why i wasn't even expecting anyone half as intelligent as you. We exchanged a few pleasantries, had a very superficial conversation, and then something changed. You weren't someone i wanted to torment, you weren't someone i wanted to laugh at, but rather someone i wanted to have a conversation with every day and every night, you were someone i wanted to laugh with.

What caused this change? Was it your chiseled face, was it your sexy smile or was it simply you? You weren't superficial, you weren't even trying to impress me. Nonetheless you did, and you didn't have to make an effort.

Nothing much transpassed between us that day, but my heart was dancing, there was a certain rhythm in my step, i just knew, i wanted to speak to you again, wanted to see your smile, wanted to hold your hand and run down the beach. I felt the connection instantly, the comfort almost immediately. Now as i sit and make this entry, my thoughts go back to you, when will i speak to you again, will this dance last longer or will it come to an abrupt end? Well i don't really care what happens tomorrow or the day after, for now i'm just going to dance to this magical rhythm.

Would you dance with me?