Softness whispers a breezing breath.
Brushing by, a whimsical sigh.
Fluttering eyes and flittering heart,
a soaring soul, a rapturous cry.
Maybe he won't, Maybe he will,
oh, impatient contemplation!
Filling my thoughts, granting a chill,
sweet temptation, luring fascination.
A swooping chance, once-in-a-lifetime dance;
romance unfolding in elegance and grace.
In good company with a tantalizing glance,
a caressing kiss, an everlasting embrace.
Witness death of silence as Song rings on
in our enamored thoughts and fancied lore.
The inspiring spark lingers through the night
engaged in hypnotic flight across the empty floor.
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