Dance

A melody unlike any other message we bring played on the depths of inner heartstrings riding on the bow of a soulful violin; notes beating along tight drum skins rumbling in the trees upon the winds, trembling lightly in the eyes teared, a tease in life's orchestra played easing time to a slow waltz charade; arms and bodies tight entwined bonding the movements less sublime; dance with me, a last synchronizing of two hearts dance once more before we part, one last flawless alluring spark; tenderly rest your lips against my cheek with secrets revealed now indiscrete this is a final goodbye to love.