SLOW DANCE
BY MATTHEW DICKMAN
"More than putting another man on the moon,
more than a New Year’s resolution of yogurt and yoga,
we need the opportunity to dance
with really exquisite strangers. A slow dance
between the couch and dinning room table, at the end
of the party, while the person we love has gone
to bring the car around
because it’s begun to rain and would break their heart
if any part of us got wet. A slow dance
to bring the evening home. Two people
rocking back and forth like a buoy. Nothing extravagant.
It’s a little like cheating. Your head resting
on his shoulder, your breath moving up his neck.
Your hands along her spine. Her hips
unfolding like a cotton napkin
and you begin to think about
how all the stars in the sky are dead..."
POEM: NARRATIVE.
IMAGE: VERY ELLE.
who's the chick?
Posted by: [email protected] | June 25, 2009 at 07:48 PM
Charlotte Gainsbourg!
Posted by: Lauren Cerand | June 25, 2009 at 10:40 PM