To dance with you again,
was so heavenly.
You holding me,
me holding you,
gliding across the floor,
as we spun like tops.
We owned that floor,
both you and I,
and we shined brighter,
than any star could,
but, maybe for the Sun,
and we found that feeling
we feared was lost,
and we knew the feelings,
just as brand new,
were the chance for
me and you,
in this dream
come true,
again.
