I Long to Dance

I long to dance with you

I long to feel the gentle pressure of your head upon my shoulder

I long to smell the sweetness that is you

I long to lose myself to you, in gentle rhythmic swaying

I long to see your bronze curls gleaming as you hold me

I long to feel you breath as I hold you

I long to see your eyes turn up into mine

I long to ask the question I never could

I long to see you smile and nod

I long to gently touch my lips to yours

I long to dance with you