I want to dance with you in the dark,
Wanna hold you close, let you touch my heart.
I know, I'm cold, too broken to be set in stone,
But I can melt and let the venom flow.
I can scream the worst if you want me to,
But I'll whisper everything I say to you.
I want your touch, your holding my hand,
Your hands around my waist when I relax.
Old songs of the 60s play in the back,
But we're the ones living in a heart attack.
My feet follow your tune,
As you lead your masquerade around the room.
I'm hurt, we're crying out our tears,
In a silent torture to our ears.
We're dead, we're buried deep below.
Our mental states are enough to hope,
That in the dark of this empty room,
There's a couple dancing away the blues.

© Adi Aartse