To the other couples
they looked like any other
on the dance floor
The elegant woman,
draped in a coral wrap,
beads and floral-patterned dress
The distinguished man
in a worn but well-made
charcoal suit
The woman beaming,
seemingly in affection
for her dance and life partner
The man leaning in
and holding her close
from a lifetime of practice
Only if you moved closer
could you hear
their sweet hushed exchange
On my count
you hit the lights,
and I’ll take the jewels
The Dance of Deception by Julia Hatch
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