A Fantasy

February 27, 2011
He is a dancer
With a dazzling smile
She’s a romancer
A girl with style
And it melts her heart
Every time he looks at her
They never want to be apart
Of that, they are both sure
Across the floor, he bounds and leaps
Jumps, twirls, and pirouettes
And in the stands, her heart skips beats
She’s delighted that they ever met
And afterwards they take a walk
The moon shining high above
The two of them just talk and talk
And glow with neverending love
But the story ends here sadly,
A dream and nothing more,
Of a girl who wishes badly
For love on the dance floor

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