It's A Love Story
His body perfect, his suit well-tailored and sleek,
by Laura Way
His soft lips at my neck, my forehead, my cheek.
Him in his suit and me in my dress and corset,
Dancing happily like Romeo and Juilet.
He spins me in slow circles to the elegant sound of the harp,
Moving gracefully, steps so precise and sharp.
The dancefloor was emptying,
But we were still dancing together,
We will dance till the end of forever.