...We Shared A Dance...

She Was A Friend
She Was Beautiful
She Might Have Been A Lover,
There Was A Chance...

She Had An Accent
She Wore Her Hair In Locs,
Some With Multicolour Beads For Decoration
Her Style Was Punk Meets Hippie,
As Was Her Attitude
She Was A Free Spirit

She Was A Gal At An Opeth Concert,
One Behind Whom I Stood During The Epic Outro To “Deliverance”
She Danced...I Danced...We Danced....We Shared A Dance...If Only Unofficially
Her Locs Brushed Lightly Across My Face As She Swayed,
The Heavenly Scent Of Her Spray Or Shampoo Tickling My Nose
The Moment Was Divine
She Was Central To It
She Was Unforgettable

She Was A Friend
She Was Lovely
She Could Have Been A Lover,
There Was A Chance...

By The Poet Adjei 

© 2011 

The Word On The Word:

- This is a memory of a gal I knew in high school & a night we shared