Bob had a unique dance step – it took me some time to find the rhythm and dance slow dances smoothly with him.
I liked the dance step, but it was different: I didn't pick it up easily.
It was unique.
Like the man …
Bob was unique.
So, until I “got it down” … Bob would lift me and set my feet on top of his, and dance me around the dance floor like that ;-)
Man!
I MISS my man :-(
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