The Cafe

I walked into the bookstore
And I entered a dance floor
Looking around like a child on a playground
Just woken up from nap time
Searching for my next adventure
Like tag and kiss, or marco polo
Any game of give and take would do

I walked around the bookstore
Moving as though it were a dance floor
Spinning around under arms of strangers
Open eyes reading smiles
Searching for a friend
Someone to salsa in conversation
Any move of back and forth would do

I walked through the book store
Leaving the dance floor
Daring to dream in the dark
Close tables, close faces
Small spaces between inviting souls
Words dancing scandal and adventure
In and out, I leave

I walked away from the bookstore
I found a better dance floor
My partner unchanging
Our hearts in steady tune
Searching for a greater resonance
Love coupling consistant faith
All that was given up has given back
And I'm still dancing