One Last Dance By Mylinh Nguyen

One Last Dance

By: Mylinh Nguyen

Rain rain falling on the empty lite streets

Puddles in the ground as I step to my

next beat. “ Shall I have this dance?” I whisper

She nodded as the rain falls softly on

her red tasteless lips. As we intertwine

Her rich maroon dress sweeps on the floor.

Pulling her closer and I can see it

all. The mole on her chin glistens as she smiles.

Take one, take two, she trips we try again.

Now left and right I say once more. “That’s right,

you almost got it.” I said with joy.

I place my hands on her and swing her hips
Splashing in the puddles with disarray.
Hair moving along with the gentle breeze

“Madam, it’s time to go. We must go now

before master finds out we were gone.” said Tabita.

She response, “No, now let me dance this one

last song.” As you wish said Tabita

She pulls out the umbrella so Madam

does not get wet. Master, it is time we

go said the butler. “One more dance” I said

I looked into her eyes and then she knew.

Step one, step two, now again once more.

We sway in the raindrops, dance hand in hand.

The darkened sky is filling with flashes

As you laugh and sing your vision clashes

Jumping and twirling you fall to the ground

Our body moves as one, drench in water.

We danced to the sound of the falling rain

One last twist, one last twirl. the dance had end.