The Unsaid Alright

On Boxing day, the strange lad met a girl and left with an unsaid alright.

Boxing Day at Crooklets was warm and bright,
With “Back In The Room” setting the vibe right.
The disco beats, the funk, and jazzy keys,
Washed away the cold with such joyful ease.

I watched your steps align with every strum,
Moving to the rhythm of the bass and drum.
With natural grace, in style and soul,
You made the festive afternoon feel whole.

I stepped to the front to ask you for a dance,
You smiled and said, “Alright,” with a spirited glance.
To covers spanning every tempo and range,
Our differences dissolved as the music changed.

Two hours rushed by like seconds, the music fled,
With a silent hug, you asked for more dance instead.
I didn’t know your name, but in the fading light,
The answer I left unsaid was just... “Alright.”