The Waltz
As we graced our bodies,
perfectly place at each other's mercy.

My legs have always followed your lead,
as we leap at each sway,
suddenly feeding on each other's strength,
"my eyes find it hard to look away".

As I brased myself,
ready for each swing u give me,
a smile caries my steps,
giving our posture a perfect excuse.

Our breathing in sinc,
as I wallow up in your arms.
My weight fully dubbed at your mercy,
slowly dragging me down.
"Still your eyes give me comfort".

© nosihlekatherine