"Dance with me" you say.
I deny your advances, but can't help imagine a perfect world where our dancing wouldn't attract negative stares.
It's a cruel world we live in, where two people who love each other are denied the right to feel comfortable in public. Instead we're reduced to slow dancing in private with the shades drawn and the lights turned down low.
The low glow of a candle shows us how, as we imagine peace, love, and a world without judgment and shame.
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