I wish I were dancing

Floating across the floor

He is wearing a suit

I, a gown

The music, sweet and melodious

Finds me twirling in a fantasy land

Filled with happiness

Laughter

Love

His warm embrace

Tickles my senses

And my heart surges foreward

And then

As I am looking into his eyes

Searching every corner of his perfect soul

I stop

And realize that I'm not in a ballroom

Not in a gown

I'm just standing, staring into his eyes

And I'm dancing

- Jennifer Suzanne Brown