Just Friends But Let's Dance
Please may I have this slow waltz, he shyly asked.
She watched his comely face, his elegant stance.
She blushed, she felt elated, accepted fast,
And hoped that this meeting was not just one chance.
They danced around the room, a three step slow dance.
Yet he did not hold her tight and close to him.
Still she felt the music and swirled in a trance,
The love in her eyes filled with tears to the brim.
This waltz would be great and could last for ever.
Oh how she wished to feel him closer to her,
That they would never end dancing, oh never.
He held aloof, like a cat he sensed her purr.
The dance soon ended. It's tango next, she said.
Sorry, the tango's special, I can't agree.
Her poor heart fluttered and eager love just bled.
“We'll always be friends,” but she’ll wait for him.
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