It was a year ago, today,

That we met on the dance floor.

 Someone took a photo of us.

Two lonely people in a fluid, graceful embrace.

And yet the moment 

My right hand rested in the small of your back,

 And I held your hand in my left,

My world was not solitary any more,

It was peopled with you,

Just you.

© Caro Ness 2015