What a lovely dance you portray
nostalgia overcame me reading this
as I once held her close and tight
right in the middle of the floor
all glared with open wild and wide eyes
as they saw,...

I pulled her in and tickled her here and there
unmindful of the others glare
they all did smile and stare
then clapped as I kissed her
then and there

as a teenager
who wouldn’t mind
a Frenchy of any kind
as we left the floor
towards the door...

claps we heard from all on the floor
you have done me a favour
remembered our maiden dance
my first LOVE
now my wife
we still dance
as
life ages. on...