all i really want is you

it sounded a lot more profound when i was first thinking about it... (don't they always?)

. . . . .

i wanted to dance with you
there in the aisle
surrounded by frames, art prints, and cheap crafts
with my old favorite songs playing over the intercom
i wanted to dance with you
and feel the fabric of your jeans slide over my fingertips

instead, i walked away
wishing you would hold my hand