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Dance with me love
Around the toadstools
While the fairies light our way
Their glow shimmering against your silhoutte

Let us lose the need for words
Only our touch need speak for us
As it spin our tale
We shall weave it

With the grace to rival Bast
Your form spins like wildfire
Consuming the space between us
Leaving me breathless in your wake

Though I am but humble in your presence
For these small seconds in our existence
The poetry of your heart
Would turn me into a God

The willow wisps sing our song in colors
Darkly affectionate
Significantly rich
Their bright life takes purpose

Rhythm slowly fades to visions
Flashes of truth
My mind bleeds forth unconsciously
Allowing your dance to ask the questions

My tongue flows thick of honey
Numbed to lies
It allows my soul to speak
These words
These words
They limit me to you

Like children
We shrug off our baggage
New and naive to this world
Our hands fasted in trust

Spinning
Spinning
Our demons expel from our mouths
Leaving only the pure for us to see

So dance with me love
Beside the toadstools
Where we speak of dreams
And let them become truth