Will You Dance With Me, Sir? Poem by Helen Crutchett

Will you waltz with me in the moist midnight air...
Take my hand to the passionate strains of violins
In our newly discovered rose gardens of
secret delights
Kissed by moon's bright shining
light
Enchanted by the calling of deep
Mystical sounds
Gaze deep into my eyes as you embrace
my waist so tight...
On a magical carpet ride
This enchanting night
When our dance is through, my dear
Our hearts entwined together its clear
As we sit at the feet of Eros' enthralling shrine
Our love will out-dazzle the brightest star's shine.