Long ago beneath the moonlight glow
We danced together, up close and slow
Caressed by midnight’s velvety hue
You asked me if I would marry you.
My soul went soaring to outer space
I whispered I would, as my heart raced
Though many obstacles came our way
We huffed and puffed and blew them away.
We danced with joy, with so much love, we moved across the floor like the wind across the sky.
We laughed and smiled, like we were just born, we felt so happy, like we just got our first taste of ice cream.
We loved like it was our first love, our blood was so happy it pumped with extravaganza, making us feel amazing.
We danced for the moon and stars and all of the galaxy took notice, they hummed and sent us love messages.
The birds glided through the air and danced and sang love songs for us all night long, it was like a beautiful summer night that lasted for hours.
Dancing with you my love, is my favorite, it made me feel like we were one in heaven.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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With acorns stashed and tail held high,
he hitched a ride down south to try
the beads, the jazz, the gumbo feast~
no nut compared to Mardi Gras at least!
In sequined vest (too tight, perhaps),
he twirled past cops and tourist traps,
stole king cake crumbs with glee so feral~
oh, what scandal! Such a squirrel!
We don't get long to dance, so lets dance... let's dance.
A generation soon gone, don't waste that chance.
Every step is a spark igniting a dream unknown.
So take this moment, let your path be shown.
Keep your feet steady as you turn and spin.
Trust in your heart let your courage win.
A waltz is a dance - best when movement is slow.
Don't rush through life, give yourself time to grow.
Don't fear the road that lies ahead.
Go in with confidence and strength instead.
Let your light shine brighter than ever before.
The wishes you hold are worth fighting for.
Every stamp of your feet every click of your heel.
Every sway of the hip brings the fire you feel.
Like a tango brings passion and romance.
Embrace the nature of this extraordinary dance.
And when the last music drifts into air.
Let it be said you were fully there
That you felt every step, took every chance.
In this brief, beautiful, flicker of life....you danced.
A happy piano plays on,
fingers dance across the keys.
In school I took many lessons,
keys danced happy piano.
Happy keys make for happy day,
keys playing Happy Birthday.
"The man in the elevator,"
was dressed like a headwaiter.
The music playing was not soft but really loud,
he grabbed me like a fluffy cloud.
We danced then he bowed,
with a smile looking so proud.
I said nice cologne,
he replied I am wearing my favorite mustard ~ Dijon.
the frisky house was tired of being abandoned and ignored
Once upon a time, this house had been respected and adored
She decided to go looking for a home, for people, for a happy life
Tired of being full of anguish, heartache and strife
How will you do it? Asked the ramshackle house next door
I am not sure, but I am tired of being bullied, an eyesore
Maybe I will grow legs, wear a tutu and merely dance away
And guess what people? She did exactly that the very next day!
MIGHTY DAVID PRAISED AND DANCED BEFORE GOD (SAMUEL 6:14-16)
Mighty David praised and danced before God
David was a high stepper
A toe tapper
Man did He love God
Mighty David praised and danced before God
Mighty David praised and danced before God
And David danced before the Lord
And David danced before the Lord
Step, step O’ Hallelujah
Step, step O’ Hallelujah
Wearing His priestly garment;
David brought up shouts of joy
As he praised and dance
The people of Israel join in dance
Singing Hallelujah
Leaping and dancing before the Lord
David blessed the people
Fed them tween dances bread, cakes of dates and raisins
He just kept on praising
David danced before God
7/7/25
Written words & music by James Edward Lee Sr.2025©
From “I CRY OUT TO YOU”
A sudden darkness veiled the world below.
Luna was defused by a shadowed sky,
giving cause for Earth to be wrought with woe.
Something strange caused the night to go awry
as a shroud covered moonlight's golden glow.
My pulse quickened at the phenomenon.
I inhaled the floral scent of roses.
Snowflakes drifted over garden and lawn.
Like a fairytale that one composes,
it was a magical scene to dwell on.
Stars were dancing around the somber moon.
The brightest ones provided enough light
to see them twirling to a rhytmic tune.
What a spectacle I witnessed tonight;
stars waltzing and snow in the month of June!
With drooping eyelids, I soon fell asleep,
awakened when dawn's fingers touched my face.
At the window I sat, ready to weep.
Of snow and roses, there was not a trace.
The tale of last night I'll secretly keep.
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She took him handly to her home
As her pleasures began to roam
Onto her bedroom she took flight
Her moon and stars danced the night
Under the covers of romance
Their wildfires began to advance
It spread and twisted all its might
Her moon and stars danced the night
She boxed her lover one by one
While their playgrounds cherished the fun
When the clock struck twelve she held tight
Her moon and stars danced the night
The legs of the night carried on
To a beautiful morning dawn
Their windows opened to the light
Her moon and stars danced the night
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As the land danced to the moon
An artist took her hand in his
As he primed LILAC skies of June
His MISTY lover hung on this
The SLUMBER of paint rising fast
As the land danced to the moon
The WEARY artist had a blast
To the landscape's ETCHING he swoon
He paced with her and played her tune
On his canvas a lover springs
As the land danced to the moon
His brushes rock, like GUITAR strings
Though he tried to CAJOLE a tryst
She escaped his picture and croon
With a SIGH his paints drain this twist
As the land danced to the moon
The lollipop danced
All around
Spinning colors of
Red, yellow, and brown
Like a ballerina on fire
Wearing such beautiful
In-Ring attire
She had all
The perfect steps
Patterning the floor
With her tiny footsteps
To see a lollipop
With such drive
Makes my heart feel
So warm inside
on Tuesday the candy canes danced off the shelf
I almost got run over by a screaming running elf.
Where is the head baker? He asked without apology.
Watch where you are going! I yelped to that arrogant he.
Then I saw something horrific for myself.
Those striped candy canes had all danced off the shelf.
They were doing the tango, and macarena too.
I almost crunched two of them with my left shoe.
Where is Santa? I yelled as I left Candy Cane hall.
Candy canes are going wild, their personalities so tall!
Some of them followed me out the door which I forgot to shut.
Santa chastised me for this, when I finally reached his hut.
in streams of sunbeams inviting
my face to turn upwards
I am captured by intangible senses of
nutmeg and cinnamon communion-
candy-coated moments blossoming
As the wizard of memories wakes a dream
speechless and smiling
standing and body turning with movement
I am drawn onto the shag carpet
of blades sprouting green lightheartedness
tickling the soles of my feet
unabashedly bare
naked on an aimless path
shuffling gaited rhythms of a waltz step
striking with carefree muted thuds
on the squishy sod
jumping-running-skipping…
lifting ever higher-a freedom
that only children know
visitors from the ghosts of my youth
appear from the mettle of my core
singing, talking and laughing
each lyric echoing unrestrained
their haunting chimes pasted
in a basket of blue skies painted
with art of clouds
colored like vague stranded souvenirs-
a pictorial imbued across the horizon
a stage-play of our backyard friendships
step-by-step twirling-arms swinging-round
bare feet colliding with smiles
and I…..with great laughter...
I danced with them all!
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