In Your Arms Someday

The music starts low

I find myself swaying in my seat

I see you across the table

And remember a promise

I hope you see it in my eyes

You promised we would be

Dancing together one day

At this moment there is nothing

I could possibly want more

Than to be in your arms

Your breath on my neck

Your aftershave intoxicating me

But while I was lost in what could be

The song is suddenly over

And you never did ask

I still dream of that dance

Someday …

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