A Dance, The Dance

The perfect dance

You lead and I feel fine following

Hold me in your arms, just a pas balancé away

Where you lead, I will follow

Hold me close

It feels so safe in your arms

Whisper in my ear

I rest my head on your shoulder, I could love that place…

The dance is over… but you are just a song away

I’m not apologizing for this entry… it´s high time (agáchense) something like this was written in this space. Regardless of the high concentration of sappiness. So, may there be more dancing, specially like that dance…

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