The Dance
He extended his arm and held my hand,
Invitingly for a romantic dance.
I didn't know to,needed a magic wand
He asked me to give him a chance,
Gripped my waist,I fell into a trance
And made me stand on his feet.
The music playing was ever sweet,
Our eyes sparkling,fiery bright,
With every step so perfect so neat,
We danced, showered by glittering moonlight..
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