Shall We Dance Second Version

Shall we dance Shall we dance, Mystery Woman, shall we dance? Shall we tango with words, slowly, to learn Each other ‘s rhythms of wit and being? Shall we dance a pavane of polite conversation, In orderly procession of statement and reply, Graceful development of theme and variation? Indeed. Let us dance. Let us waltz towards Assonance or dissonance, when the floor becomes Crowded with swirling, twirling, dancers, Or empties into hollow phantoms of memory. Let us dance. Come, let us send felicitations and formal invitations, Let us share our cogitations and wild imaginations, Full of wry observations and subtle intimations; Written to rain’s roaring, hissing inundation and the Throaty punctuation of frogs ‘neath the warm precipitation. Let us dance. For who can tell, with certain prognostication If our feet will entangle in clumsy dis-coordination; Or Fred and Ginger the world, at our integration Into a perfect, combination. Let us talk, with caution, doubtfulness and hesitation, Touched with optimism; ignoring past complications With only future contemplation. Shall we engage with witty conversation and bold Determination, to see what might be? Shall we dance, Mystery Woman, shall we dance?