Last Dance
You stare at me with brooding eyes
While mine are thick with tears
Slowly, your arm secures my waist
Supporting all my fears
Your hand finds mine
The fingers twine
You pull them to your breast
Our breaths are matched
The love is hatched
With pounding of our chests
I realize that we have no time
But you treat it like we do
I decide I will not protest
And speak my love for you
You return
The kindred words
As we shuffled forth