Dance

As you stand beautiful as the morning sun on the dance floor where time is spun I see you in all of your elegance, posig and waiting for the song to begin.....I take your hand......i bow....my hand in yours we grace the foor, in a twirl and a graceful move we excite them and they join in and life bgins on the floor for the ones who dare..........to dance......once more. Around and round hand in hand the song slows to a end...I bow to you. Thank you for this dance...I am blessed to behold your beauty...