The music plays and I ask you to dance.
I bow to you and take your hand.
We take position in center of the floor,
We have ditched the inhibits that plagued us before.
The music continues, we begin our dance
Twirling and swirling, as if in a trance
As the string section sways back & forth with their bows
I can feel the connect ‘tween us blossom & grow
Step. Step. Turn.
We circumnavigate the floor
‘Til the music stops, and we don’t dance anymore
Then I bow again and bend to kiss your hand
My dear, it was my true pleasure
to have this dance