Sly smiles exchanged in fleeting flirtation,
My martini glass raised, met by your wanton wink.
A knowing nod, your approach approved,
Elation engulfed, your words softly spoken,
Hand held you implore, “Dance, darling?”
Two smitten strangers, we silently sway
As retro records spin, no names needed.
Thanks Laura! I snapped that pic last year in Vegas. They were fixtures on the facade of a rickety downtown bar. Scary location, awesome decor!
Scary location LOL. Sounds loke fun! 😉