An Enchanting Waltz

Beneath this sky I dance,
across this floor we dance together.
Against the tide I sway,
Next to you is where I'm headed.
Inside of me the music plays,
Down below the music moves.
Around you those skirts are swishing.
Behind you they all are saying,
"In and out they slide about,
off the edge their feet can fly."
Despite the chatter we are lost,
In step and in perfect rhythm,
Until we float back down to bow,
Into a wonderful end to a wonderful waltz.

The End

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