you held me your arms as we danced the waltz
one erry night at that grand masquerade ball
beneath those grotesque arches and barreled vaults
where those vivid voices filled that lavish hall
you gazed upon me and took my hand in yours
then began to bow, hearing the overture
when you guided me through those pink marbled floors
everything around me seemed to have recur
we started to dance the unfamiliar song
one step to the left, another to the right
even though every step we took seemed wrong
you held me in your arms and vanished my fright
you held me closer as I counted to three
and then you swirled me!
~ming
Inday Prising
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-unfinished-waltz/
