Rise and fall
Pull me close,
as we comence in this romantic dance.
Take me back,
To the 13th Century were it all began.
Glide with me,
as I stare into your angel spoken eyes.
Feel the soothing music take over,
close your eyes, and imagine the suburbs of Vienna.
Feel the passion,
love and power.
My mind,
taken over by your heavenly smile.
Smooth, your shoulders move
Rise and fall.
Gradual rise in the beat,
Fall to the third,
release the weight.
One...
Two...
Three...
Rise and fall,
As I dance the Waltz with thee.
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