DANCING WITH TRAVIS

PART II: THE DREAM

 

I was high school outsider -

at the dance I'd been waiting...

 

Only days after seeing him

& then masturbating...

 

That red headed boy who obsessed & affected me...

Boy who in my thoughts would select & undress me...

Boy who's friends would pick me apart...

Boy who I noticed there right from the start.

 

And then he is there with his friends all around him...

Then I walk to him before fear can confound him...

All I say is "Hey."...as his friends laugh & glare...

He looks like he'll bolt but he just stands there & stares...

 

And I know I was wrong to think he might care.

 

I turn & I leave & I leave them behind...

Outside the school I scream -

but I find...

That Travis has followed me into the night -

Travis has found me -

Travis would fight -

For the chance to be with me -

To dance with me still...

 

We dance without dancing -

Just stand there until -

The fire within us erupts into this...

The swaying of bodiies...

Our first hot queer kiss.

© AUGUST 22, 2001 By Jason Wright

- For Travis Mark Kelley -