we move like flowers in the wind
smiles on our faces show where we've bin
not a question whether this is magic
bringing you joy has become a thing of habit
eyes glazed over as if caught in a trance
no music needed when the two of us dance
caught up in a whirlwind of passion
you can get what you want no need for askin
don't be fooled by my shady past
this here is something I hope can last
so light on your feet, you're like a feather
though I'm not perfect I'm trying to be better
I pay no attention to all the women passing me
because right now it's all about you dancing with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hm some dedication...........and eyes only for you.......well penned.......