Soon the night will come,
when hands and hips shall meet.
With a gentle swaying motion,
two hearts will connect.
A weary head will rest upon my chest
and three words shall be spoken.
Simple but sweet utterances,
I’ll hear them and smile.
Caught, captured, lost in the moment,
we’ll dance together, letting the music control our bodies,
yet our hearts will remain free.
I see a smiling face look up at me,
with such a gentle and innocent voice
she speaks of healing and warmth.
With soft eyes she looks into mine,
then kisses me with such passion and happiness.
This night I speak of,
is fast approaching.
We soon shall stand together,
side by side with fused hearts and smiling faces.