I hear the music starting up
for my heart's last dance
though the waltz is familiar
the latest turn around the floor is not
my partner is superbly light on his feet
though he himself has never danced
still the band begins to play
and together I can see our lives
start to spin
a truly most beautiful tango
that will never stop
even when the music ends
because from this moment on
every time I feel unsure
I can look into your eyes
and my heart wins
once yet again....
(Oct3,2000 2am)
excellent poem