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The Dance
Dancing with a silhouette
Hanging on the cusp
Lights glitter off her gown
My heart begins to rush

I grab her ever so gently
Caress her face so soft
With every kiss, upon her lips
My heart beats taking off

A simple soothing melody
Our feet move to the sound
You're touch is a rocket ship
My feet are off the ground

As the night comes to a close
Our hands do have to part
I'll keep this night forever
Tucked within my heart


© B.Hancock