Dancing With a Stranger
Music seemed so inviting
beneath the ballroom lighting
as you rose to take my hand
with motions stiff and bland;
no two-step western lines
forgotten in love once so hard to find
slipping memory in goodbye pains,
here we go aching again
unfamiliar classical ballet
with little left to say;
a contemporary plot in contra parallels
once held tight to your mystic spell,
gone in the magic lost to time
flowed in the streams as life unwinds,
a twist, a turn, a spinning reel
fading in our love appeal;
step right, step left, lead and follow
a last goodnight, goodbye to tomorrow,
how well we both know
I'm dancing with a stranger on the go.
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