Care To Dance.........Creative Riters Challenge #48

Every road leads you somewhere, I said to myself, as I set out on a day to ' just do me '.  Wrapping one hand over the other as I turned the steering wheel onto the exit to this town I often passed by on the way to Carissa's house.  I know I said..one day, I'm gonna check out the scenery.  Who knows, I might find a small piece of Heaven here, in the unknown.  Hundreds of people were gathered around the blares of music playing, kids running about, dogs barking, and chattering as if they were having the time of their life.  Right about now..anything is better than how I feel.  

Driving closer to where the music was playing made me want to be a part of the festivities, so I parked near some picnic tables and trash dumpsters and turned my car off.  My first instinct was to turn on the radio, but I said...let me try something new.  I rolled my windows down, grabbed my shades from the glove compartment, slouched back in my seat and just exhaled.  Of course the phone has to ring.  I picked it up, looked at the name, sighed, and tossed it over on the passenger side, whispering to self, "Joyce is not here today.  She gone.....she left......out of town."  Leaning back over, propping my elbow on the window facing, I tried to get into the beat of the music playing.  

........sounded like it was nonstop.....with two or three familiar chords repeating...over and over...but it was relaxing.  Sucking in every second as if it was a new breath of air, I felt like I was breathing in a soulful cure orchestrated to revitalize me.  A part of me wanted to call my friends and introduce them to this new culture that was sending waves of freeing energy back into me....but I know.......they'd think I was crazy.  So....I just sat there, attempting to reduce and erase all the distractions that sought to take one minute away from this mini mental vacation I was on.  


" she got up and followed me to the floor...."  Ut ohh Usher!  Now that's cool; they got R & B and country in the mix.


Okay...it's just me and you, Coop.  Let the cares of yesterday go.  Let them go.  Just remember.....humanity is universal.  Everybody gets some things right...and some things wrong. Hell, life is filled with journeys, waves of healing, ceremonies of welcome to something new when the old is out of date.  To thy self...relate..and with thy life...participate.  You can't win it unless you in it.  Listen to the music....let it drive all the junk in your trunk away.  Wherever I go....I am home.  Just say...today is a new day...today is a new poem...a new story.  A new sound.  let the music use you.

While listening in to the tempo of my spirit's new lucid exchange, by these special messengers, I didn't notice I was being watched.  All into tapping my fingers on the door top, bobbing my head up and down, back and forth, I caught the eye of this middle aged gentleman watching me. Immediately my face became flushed...it felt like I was burning up inside.  Embarrassment was a convenient word to insert for how I felt, not even knowing why I should feel like that.  He don't know me....why is he staring at me.   Naturally....I introverted my composure.  My mind went into alert stage, and I started to think about all the negative things that could happen to a young woman in a strange town, with no record of her whereabouts.  I had no weapon, and I looked like the only one of my race that I could see.  I whispered a prayer, tilted my head...as if to nod at the fella...and returned to my nodding my head up and down.

'Care to dance?' a voice rattled over the music.  I knew it was to me.  What I supposed to say?  I acted like he wasn't talking to me, and didn't answer.  Maybe he would be so kind as to think I just don't want to dance.  Cause..for real, I can't.  I just love music.  It heals something in me.  If my mental can stomach it, I give myself time to ingest it, and let it nurture me.  The goodness of music is what I keep inside of me.

'It's not ladylike to not give an answer to someone who asks you a simple question'   I realized...the voice was right up on me...in my space. the air suddenly filled with the smell of a cologne so erotically teasing that it almost choked me.  I started coughing, grabbing my chest to catch my breath, and I looked up.  All I could muster was " ummm hola "

With his hands on his hips, he stood there, watching me squirm, with the biggest smirky smile on his face. 

He said, ' you are as beautiful as Poetry, come dance with me.  Let me set that fantasy you were just so riveted in...free '

What did I say....I couldn't even do anything...but smile.