You walk up to me <br />those blue oceans of yours twinkling <br />as you take my hand <br />and lead me towards the crowded room... <br />As your arm goes around me I smile <br />while we begin to drift away <br />into our own little fantasy world <br />that only the two of us can occupy... <br />You slowly move in closer <br />until you're inches away from my eyes <br />the essence of you going through me <br />as you softly speak into my mind... <br />The music has ended now <br />back to reality we stand <br />looking at each other with a new light <br />wondering what will happen the next time we dance...<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2003-the-first-dance/
