Come dance with me the dance of life
that lasts beyond all time.
And let me gaze into you eyes
that envelop me in thine.
And brush my cheek with fingertips
that’s built a house so firm,
And hold my waist with solid hand
as we whirl and whirl and whirl--
Under a starlit sky,
beside a placid sea.
And though the moon should drown itself,
and the mountains crumble underneath,
I’ll smile at you and we should dance,
The Creator, you, and me—
Deb Borkert
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