What can YOU say in six sentences?
I remember the Cha-Cha, our arms opening and closing together, our bodies a mirrored turning one.
I remember the Waltz, spinning, looking over one another’s shoulders, pretending to be aloof.
I remember the Paso Doble; you hypnotized me with an invisible cape, and in the end I seemed to die in your arms.
I remember the Swing, as we moved like happy gymnasts, and I became weightless in your arms.
I remember my dresses, black and red, ruffles, golden chiffon, feathers, all so fitted, so restrained, and how we glowed on the floor.
I remember the frame we formed with our arms, steady, strong, mutually supportive, balanced, and true; all the things that you were not.
Thank you, Bill L. for your words on fiction and truth.