Waltztime - Dance With Contest
Was walking across the golden sands
Could hear music on the breeze
Eyes closed and with shoes in hand
I waltzed across the sand with ease
Such fancy steps when i suddenly found
What felt like strong hands holding mine
Fred Astaire was leading me around
I was dancing in the film Swing Time.
I whisked and chassis'd like a pro
I turned at the corners as i should
My legs knew just where to go
My heart beat with heavy thud.
The music ended I opened my eyes
I was all alone on that sandy shore
I looked down to my surprise
On my feet were the dance shoes I wore
Now when I am lonely, I close my eyes
To return to that glorious day
When all alone i walked the sand
that wonderful moment i can never repay
Penned 28 June 2013
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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