I Wanna Dance With Somebody

after Whitney Houston

sometimes, dancing is like sex

sometimes, I think I want to have sex when I really just want to dance

In a club in Paris, me and a boy from Tunisia lock eyes, 

he makes me laugh, and next thing I know we are dancing

for hours

without ever breaking eye contact

whatever distance there was between Tunisia and Chicago dissipates, 

and we do what all islands in love do, 

we float around each other 

until the wind or the water moves us

the wind blew me into a bar at 2247 N Lincoln Avenue

where another boy, 

who thinks himself an island, 

finds me floating alone 

and the story is the same

he makes me laugh, 

and we are dancing

the distance between Chicago and Nigeria become a whisper 

and we find home in each other’s spin

what is the use of land if not a sturdy place for you and your love to dance on? 

what is sex but a way to dance without any space between you? 

I think I want to be fucked,

but really

I just want to be swept off my feet

think I want to be choked

but really

I just want my breath taken away

think I want to be in love again

but really

I just want to dance with somebody

feel heat with somebody

somebody. somebody. somebody 

who loves me.