Sing to me, I beg
Dance for me, I hope
Learn with me, I sigh 

As though 
My heart depends on it 
And I am at the mercy of her soul. 

Any whisper of her voice, 
Caresses 
My Body. My soul
	Dancing
As her lips touch mine. 

Her voice sends shivers down my spine. 
Soothing the jagged frustration of 
My previously broken 
Heart.  

The midnight sun watches,
Laughing at the spontaneity in 
Our movements, and
Our footfalls that
Clash with the floorboards. 
We learn each 
Step, each
Sway, each 
Movement of the other. 

In every pause of 
Breath, I stare into the world 
Through her eyes, and 
Her smile reminds me 
How worthy I am to be loved 
By someone as 
Ethereal as She.