She still reads every single word i write
and rips pages from my notebook
they're all for her anyway
out on the dancefloor shaking and slipping on spilled drinks
she wrestles in my arms
we are underwater
fighting in slow motion

her movements
and her thoughts
all captured in the time it takes for a strobe light to flash
and in my memory
i remember pictures
and clips and moments
nothing is fluid
and we are fighting underwater
hidden under pool covers

she is everything
and sliding to the bedroom
slipping to the slumber
we breathe
and we're under

Labels: dancing, love