The beginning,
Is slow,
Our feet move lightly,
Across the silver marble floor,
We gaze at each other,
Waiting for a single violin chord,
Indicating that the dance has truly begun,
The music grows louder,
And the urge gets stronger,
Your hand takes mine,
And I am quickly spun around in circles,
My light dress whips around my legs,
Before you let go,
Then grab my waist again,
Steadily holding me,
Before another note is played,
And we follow the command,
Mirroring each others movement,
Silently,
The music speaks for us,
We go faster,
And faster,
And faster,
And faster,
Till the room is a blur,
At last I jump,
My feet leave the ground,
And for a few seconds,
I can fly,
Before your warm hands grab me again,
Holding me high above your head,
You put me down,
And just as the music stops,
We share a light kiss,
Before it begins again,
And we go on dancing,
Our hearts never feel content.