Poetry

Dance

Written by Jacob Ibrag

‘Care to share a dance?’ He asks.

She lifts her left hand up and sticks out

her ring finger, ‘I’m spoken for.’ Reciprocating

her action, he smiles. ‘As am I. Can’t a dance just be

that?’ Finishing off her cocktail, she answers,

‘it all really depends. Are you a man of

God, or a soldier of science?’


Photographer Unknown

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10 comments on “Dance

  1. “then why are you here, if u r spoken for?” “cha cha?”

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  2. Loved this! Flowed extremely well. Good stuff! You’ve got my follow. Check out my comedy blog and give it a follow if you like it!

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  3. This chances how I will approach dancing now. Except I will say? Hip hop or ball room?

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