Kristen Currey

Rookie (Goldendale, Washington)

Fast Dance

Poem by Kristen Currey

Last night is but a memory,
But still I can feel your hands, your fingertips,
Wrapping around my waist,
Resting gently on hips.

And the way your hands,
Pressed against my bare skin,
I wished that song to last forever,
Just you and me-the greatest sin.

It all felt so good,
It just seemed so right,
I wish to go back for one more song,
I wish to go back-for last night.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 22, 2006