Last Dance Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Now I was minding my own particular business
When this stranger put his eyes on me...
I says, 'cool it fellow because I'm not free! '
'That's my man leaning in the corner and looking mean,
And if you don't put your eyes on someone else
He is going to make a scene.'

This guy was bold and asked me to dance just the same,
And whispered sweetly, 'Girl tell me what's your name? '
We whirled around that dance hall floor
This stranger breathing hard in my ear
I didn't mention my man again, I could see
He didn't care!

He said, 'Now between us girl is some serious chemistry,
So tell that dude glaring in the corner that you
Are going to leave with me! '

I was getting nervous and he was flashing a
'Jimmy Carter' smile
And I tell you it was hard to remember that
This stranger was not my style!

I forgot myself for a moment
And was looking deep into his dark brown eyes
Ohhh when his lips brushed my cheek
The flush on my face could not be disquised...

Then suddenly I felt a hard tap on my back,
And my friend from the corner inquired as to why
We were still dancing during the comedy act!

Oh how I wanted the floor to open
So I could disappear
Just like that stranger did
When he left me standing there!

It has been years since it happened
But I still think about that night when
He put his big brown eyes on me.
You know, he should have waited...
Because when the dance was over
I was free!