Waltzing to me, her arm

Reaches out so slow,

So gentle.

Her fingers entangle into mine.

Her figure sways closer,

“I love you” her lips preached,

The way they touched as she spoke.

The way her hair falls

As she pulls the tie out,

Her fingers tossing it to the floor.

Finally, I pull her in,

Her soft cheek pressed to my shoulder,

And we danced,

Nothing but the way she moved

Ever mattered.