Dance with Me.

Dance with Me.
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Dance with me my Sweet,
for time is fleeting, and the 
reaper treads so softly thus, 
we remain uncertain of his 
greeting! 

and today we might be 
living, but tomorrow dust! 

How many mortal hands have 
clasped together? In love, ..
lust; or something in between? 
More I hope than Heartbreak can 
remember! 

(as it wastes away in 
solitary dreams.) 

There is only tonight, 
(each night) 
for you and I; 
Unborn children bathing 
in the rays of moonlight. 
Grateful for each piece of Time! 

(to share our Souls delight.) 

Dance with me my sweet. 
Till our spinning feet make 
Summer of December! 
So that each hour spent 
is worthy of Life's feat! 
(and our Love the Reaper 
won't dismember.) 

j.s.h.