Chapter 1 – No one dances anymore

He is a cottonwood of a man.

Born again – as they say

And I, a child of the earth.

My motto –

Excess in moderation.

Billy asked me to dance.

I had one eye on him since he lumbered

Through the door.

He took my arm and led me

To the floor.

Is this romance?

All graceful and awkward instances.

Billy says we’ll have to practice this

One hundred times before we get it right.

I don’t mind.

Make my day