Slow Dancing
The
music softly plays,
And my thoughts drift to you;
I'm missing the joy you bring,
The thoughts and laughter, too.
You
I cannot see,
Nor can I hear;
But dreams of you
Always bring you near.
You
have swept me off my feet,
With kind and gentle thoughts;
The excitement that you bring,
Can never be bought.
So,
as the music plays,
I want to hold you to me;
And move across the floor,
And dance so slowly.
Make
the time stand still,
When finally we touch;
So we can dance forever,
And feel love's great rush.
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