She Danced

She took a deep breath
(it smelled like roses and vanilla)
and then
she took a step toward the field
across the street from our town cemetery
She turned to be sure I was coming
And I was
Then she sped up
and danced in the moonlight
as if not a soul could see her
But I could
my best option was
to dance with her

Saschia Johnson

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