Dancing Under the Moon

From the distance like shadows Swiftly taking steps So clumsily they be Going back and forth Sometimes arms stretched Sometimes arms be holding The other shadow spinning Towards the other in swift motion Arm on a waist Arm on a shoulder Others palm to palm Fingers interlaced Eyes lost into each other Now like dancing To the beat of the heart Feet very familiar to the music Dragged into the rhythm Watch them close though Lovers they seem to be Lost in the hour of time Perhaps there is no dark hour in their world Those were the happiest dancers I have ever seen under the moon Maybe I be mistaken But I am sure of this They looked happier than they may be perhaps