Sparks

I dreamt of a women in a red leopard print dress

A very specific detail

Random but true

And we danced in the street

Surrounded by strangers

Honey, there’s no time

And this isn’t real

So don’t stop dancing

Forget about the strangers

They‘re not real either

Lets pretend.

I don’t usually dance

But it feels so right to be close to you

I ask if you’re happy

You smile

And move in closer

I don‘t want this dream to end

Nothing can compare to these sparks

It feels so right

I know you

By Alice Godber