Last Dance
by Weeping Skye, 9-3-7

May I?

Of course… I’ve had my eye on you for a while now.

Really?

Yes. I’ve caught a glimpse of you from time to time here in the room.

Yes, my lady you have caught my eye too.

I thought you would never come to me.

Oh my, you are so graceful, so light on your feet.

You’re embarrassing me. I bet you tell everyone that.

No really, you are.  Some are so clumsy, two left feet.  Some just aren’t ready, they will, but not easily.  Some are young, some are old, oh but you … so different.  Your face, like the morning sun as it breaks the day.  Your eyes twinkle like stars at midnight when no moon are clouds are out.  Your smile, I can’t even begin to describe. I almost hate to take you from

Nurse! Nurse! Quick I think were loosing her!

Don’t go!  Don’t leave me!

I’m sorry my lady, I must.

Nurse, is she ok, did you revive her.

Yes, I think we pulled her through one more time, she’s going to make it.

I’ll be back soon my dear, we’ll have our last dance.