Lost In time****

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My brittle hands find yours

We waltz around our living room

At a slow patient pace

Our steps in time

Your hand finds the small of my back

And soon we have entered a high, the only thing we notice is the music and us

50 years, so much has changed

Your once rough calloused hands

Are now a soft wrinkled blanket

My once hesitant smile was second nature

Every party, event, wedding we went to, we would dance

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I know it's wrong

I know it is

But all I want to do is dance

I want my black dress to flow around my waist

My veil to fall off during my twirls

Most of all I want you to be my partner

I want to relive it all

Your proposal

Sammy's first birthday, graduation, wedding

Your last day at work

Our first vacation free from the stress our lives once had

I remember

I remember our first dance

Your nervous face 

Your voice

Coming out in a stutter 

Will you dance with me?