Whisper in my ear, call
me from afar, you’re near.
I dream, we’re dancing;
not dreaming–your voice
tickles my neck.
We dance, I’m smiling.

Place your hand upon my back,
draw me close, hold me safe;
we dance, we sway.
Butterflies in a midnight song
we cross the room, you hold me tight.
We dance, I’m shaking.

Stars in the sky, fire bright
in the distance light up your eyes.
We dance, we sway.
You hum a tune–the nightingale’s
lullaby–against the silence.
We dance, I’m falling.

Not falling–knees buckling, suspended
in your captivating charm.
We dance, we sway.
You bring me back, those lips:
soft, full, inviting, pure.
We dance, I’m soaring.

Beautiful stranger, set me free
from this déjà vu–reality
& dreams uncontrollably collide.
We dance, we sway.
I smile
I shake
I fall
I soar
skin upon skin, we touch;
I fly.