Is it wrong?
I just heard Michael Buble on the radio and thought of you...and I realised I desperately want to dance with you. I want to hold you in my arms and twirl slowly around a floor while sweet music plays for us. I know, we're both klutzy and graceful as oxen, and we'll end up on each others toes or perhaps even in a pile on the floor if things go really wrong. But I don't care. I know how much fun it would be no matter what.Sorry, I know I probably shouldn't be thinking these sorts of things. Not now, perhaps, not yet. But I do. I've not had such longing to dance with anyone in I don't know how long...perhaps never in this lifetime.
Still thinking of you....
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