Dancing in a Trance
Past Midnight.
The melodies left lingering.
Like silk, it slips through my fingers
All through the dance and the romance
It remains with me and lingers.
I can feel the dance floor ask for more
Emptied without a murmur of circumstance
You and I are left alone in our innocence
As we drift and dance in a trance.
We imbibed in refined encounters.
The band's melodies lingered in a stance.
Midnight has come and disappeared again.
And left us together dancing in a trance.
Your beauty is masked by the nighttime
and is blinded by the dance
and your presence as you glide softly with me
Across the open sea, we dance in a trance.
It feels like another moment of madness
A walk in the morning dew out in the park
I could easily stay in animated suspension
Holding you as we're dancing in the dark.
There's a feeling that outlasts every other
Two by two, we parade past into our ark
When we're together, there'll never be another
In our soft embrace, we disappear into the dark.
In deep waters, lost in the elements
And circulate and hover in delight
We cling together tightly suspended
And float gently fade away into the night.
I am locked in the magic of your presence
We are the tree and bark of romance
We are one and can't be separated
As we meld together in this inexorable trance.
Although its far past midnight
We glide and imbibe in the night
A place where your face I gently trace
A kiss of pure delight.
©
David Rudder
2022
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