Bonfire Slow Dance With You

What’s up y’all? Was one of those nights where I couldn’t get any sleep so I did some writing instead. This is a new poem that I came up with while listening to John Mayer’s song slow dancing in a burning room. It has this just REALLY nice soulful guitar throughout the song and has just a nice sensual slow dance vibe to it. So I did some writing while listening to John Mayer. Here’s the result y’all, enjoy. 🙂

Soulful guitar Plays from my tv, feet dangling off my bed as I scratch my thoughts into notebook held aloft. Converse clad feet tapping along to the beat. The song slow dance in a parking lot circling in my mind like an LP.

Thing is? The thought has a certain appeal. Recently recurring dream of a bonfire, starlit night and dancing with you under a magical Midwest sky.

In a dress or jeans, makeup or none…She’s beautiful. Her smile rivaling the silver glow of moon and stars. Expressive gray eyes a maelstrom of thought and emotion drawing me further in.

All the thoughts out there about “what men really want”… Me? All I’m thinking about is a bonfire slow dance with you.