Walking hand in hand through towering trees,
We stumble across a beautifully white gazebo.
You bow, I curtsy,
You lead, and I follow.
Our song begins to play,
We embrace, and dance to the sweet sounds.
Time freezes in that moment and we stay,
Focused on one another, our hands are bound.
My heels are strewn to the side,
Your shoes sit unlaced.
The music fades,
And the dancing ceases.
The dancers depart in search of a new stage.
The moment becomes a memory.