A New Song

The beat sways us slowly around the room,
Notes consume our ears as our hearts sing,
A perfect harmony is in full bloom,
And our feet below us take to wing.

Music holds me tightly in its strong arms,
The drum pulling my heartstrings like a bass,
His hands hold onto mine, two twinkling charms,
We follow each other’s moves in a chase.

I feel my body with every spin come,
Closer and closer to falling within,
Myself - and him jiving to every strum,
Of the electric guitar which tickles my skin.

Soon the song comes slowly to a close,
We are left swinging to our own new beat,
Our breaths humming gentle prose,
And eyes staring, creating intense heat.