Dance
Love for some people is like a dance. Its thrilling, a whirlwind of happiness. It doesn’t matter what dance we perform, or what the judges give us for a score, all that matter is that we dance our hearts out and live for it.
Since the first time we locked eyes
I knew what we both had
Was more than a flirt,
And defiantly more than a fashion fad.
It made me want to dance.
Your blue eyes and my green
Locked out all feelings of bad.
We didn’t know it yet
But together we would never be sad.
All I want to do is dance.
The first time our lips met
There was magic in the land.
Locked in the chains of love eternal
Whilst holding your graceful hand.
I had such an urge to dance.
The soft skin of your mouth
Was a greater composition
Than any orchestra could create.
We would not hide our heads in the sand.
We were proud of the dance.
Although we didn’t see each other that often
We savored every moment we could.
Our hearts were beating together
And in such rhythm they should.
Our hearts had begun to dance.
Though our feet may not be moving
There’s no reason that they would.
But when our hearts play a tune
Not everything is, as it seems, under the hood.
It is the magic of the dance.
The night was a special one
I felt like the prince of them all.
In your beautiful dress
You were Cinderella at the ball.
But at midnight we never stopped to dance.
Your beauty and grace were unlike any other
I was so stunned; you would’ve made me fall.
But you held me close
Which was a safe call.
And so we began to dance.
High school is done now.
And today is a special day.
I stand at he front, extremely nervous
You come down the center aisle in a slow way.
Slowly you begin to dance.
The gold upon your finger shines brilliantly
“I do: is all we say.
We have the rest of our lives now
To learn what may become
Life’s Greatest Dance.
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