The grass will sing
and the moon will shine.
The dance will start
to slow down time.
Four feet will sway
and two bodies will slide.
Four hands will clasp
while two smiles abide.
The seconds will stretch
and the minutes will slow.
The passing of day
seems never to show.
But no threat has be seen
and the dance has remained.
For beauty so great
can never be stained.
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smile I love it.
You truly are an amazing writer.