Moonlit Waltz

Moonlit Waltz

May I have this dance?
Moon beams sway through the shadows.
A gentle breeze kisses the reeds.

Staring into her hesitant eyes,
Her hand took mine.
As she stood I whispered,
come dance in the moonlight with me.
The brook babbles by as an owl swoops low.
Letting loose the first note,
Soon the wolves chime in, the woodwinds of the night.

Storm clouds in the distance provide the bass.
One, two, three and one, two, three.

We spin through the night.

A. J. Phillips

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