The Dance

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(Inspired by the song "Sway" and of course inspired by love <3)

Symphonies floating throughout the air.

Each note dictating a new movement.

Our eyes in sync with each other,

Closing with each new kiss.

Our lips dance the waltz,

Our hearts; the tango.

Our movements interpret the sounds.

You dance me around the world,

Turning the stars into blurs of light.

The dance is not a dance without its counterpart;

Music.

Only we know the rhythm,

To an outsider the sheet music is scrambled.

Every day is a new song,

Every night a concert.

Each one with the same two musicians,

Yet different ways of playing.

Some with the uplifting power of saxophone,

Others with a somber chord of a violin,

Every note filled with emotion.

Words are rarely needed to express our feelings for each other.

Our eyes tell a story while the music is plays:

All of the times we've shared,

And will continue to share.

A never ending melody,

Even when one or both of us are gone,

The dance continues.

Steven Krauss-Akins ©2015

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