He nodded. So did I.
We headed for the swarm of warm.
Heated movement on the dance floor.
He looked absently about.
Sometimes noting he had a partner, sometime not.
I casually observed; seeing nothing, seeing everthing.
One swift movement and our hands touched as he whirled me around.
The music stopped. So did I.
One more song and we danced again.
Slower this time.
The movement continued, elbows, fingers, toes...
Swirling, whirling, side to side, note by note.
Our eyes me. He smiled. So did I.
The dance continues.