One...Two...Three...

One...Two...Three...

They swayed in time,
The night sweet and cool

One...two...three

They were dressed in darkness
Forms wrapped in moonlight
They tapped to the beat

One...

They swirled and twirled in shadows
Their feet squished in the mud
Salty and sweet

Two...

There was no thought
No worries as they followed the lead
A dreary, almost leery kind of dream
But there was no need to fight the darkness
Only to move and sway to the beat

Three...

Why fight the shadows?
When their waltz was so sweet?
Why not twirl on for eternity
Following the rhythmic

One...two...three