Dance Party

i remember her on a cold night
wearing a blue dress that was almost purple
and posing for the camera with a cocktail in her hand

my cheeks were flush with the december air
a drink in my hand and the giddiness that comes from
such a perfect date

the lights of the city were on us all evening
celebration was pumping in our hearts
and we breathed the warmth of conviviality

the night eventually came to an end
and years later
so did we

but i still carry a piece of her with me
and every now and then i let out and watch it
dance around the room