I wish
I were dancing
Floating across the floor
You is wearing a suit
I, a gown
The music, sweet and melodious
Finds me twirling in a fantasy land
Filled with happiness
Laughter
Love
Your warm embrace
Tickles my senses
And my heart surges forward
And then
As I am looking into your eyes
Searching every corner of your perfect soul
I stop
And realize that
I'm not in a ballroom
Not in a gown
I'm just standing,
Staring into your eyes
And I'm dancing
1 comment:
"Searching every corner of your perfect soul" then why stop? x jumpe perfect soul la tue??? huh... =) joke...
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