Dance with me from now to the end of time;
in that special place I will catch your rhythm
and perhaps with luck the magic of your rhyme.
Around the dance floor you and I will move;
dancing in the groove with our eternal smooth.
We like moths embracing a hot naked light
burning together as one, we make it right.
A little bit of pain for committing for infinity,
the sweated dance, music and passion, our trinity.
Dancing quick or slow, time seems to linger;
dance until we cannot or want to no longer.
Hold on tight and whisper your simple rhyme,
give me a dance with subtlety, a dance sublime.
Look into my eyes and dance with me toe-to-toe
and you said this is a ladies invitation, how so?