Save the last Dance

its when the music stops thats important

 

Save the last Dance

I tend to dream when I am blue

and when I dream, I dream of you

a slow song playing throughout my head

holding you close, smelling your perfume

I wish I could make this dream come true

and dance all around the room with you

looking into your eyes so full of love

your scent like a garden filling my heart

I know that life can sometimes be a struggle

when its cold outside, with you I would snuggle

playing board games and litening to tunes

drinking warm tea and laughing loudly

I know other partners have danced before

you've held their hands and even more

those things don't really matter now

I dream that you save the last dance, for me

Reviews

[David W Moore III]

very sweet. and nicely done. The flow is great, it could almost be a song.

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looking into your eyes so full of love
your scent like a garden filling my heart

I love those lines.

This is such a beautiful dream, it would be so nice if all of our dreams would come true. But as we all know they dont always. So just like the silent love one might have and they also keep their silent dreams.

Great poem, Thanks so much

[Jeff]

Great poem. I really like it.

[Crinkle°]

ooooh so lovely! I love it!