The Dance
The Dance
I was afraid of the dance.
But you made it right.
Moving shapes across our starfield.
Caught up in an eternal embrace.
A dance in which darkness cannot touch us.
Locked in the gaze of hazy eyes.
Lost in a moving paradise.
Our feet follow the beat of our hearts.
Not with the haste of the world.
But lost in the serenity of a loving dance.
One nightmares can't steal from us.
And stars will never touch.
All they do is watch in silence.
Kindly shining their light upon our bodies.
Cold air would never reach us.
This everlasting fire is the fuel to the dance.
Lost into time.
To a place where even eternity yields to us.
For we dance eternal grace.
We dance the song of our hearts.
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