Step one, two, three -one, two, three-
I sidestep, take a swirl, and think of he
Who set me to dancing so spirited and completely carefree
In a daze, completely rhythmic, not like the usual me
Who can be graceless and resound in missteps and faux-pas
But with one thought of him, a spin, and back to the trois
Steps that have taken my thoughts and such pain
That had leadened my feet and built a disdain
For such pleasantries as now I partake
This feeling, the love, I used to only could fake
But now, I twirl, and swirl, and dip with a kick
To remind myself of his most masterful trick
Of setting my feet back to this joyous dance
When before I felt as if in distant and invisible trance
I don't even feel like myself at all, come to think
Truth be told, I'd have some appall, at the brink
At my pleasurable saunters and spins that now I foray
Splendidly now feeling as if I could portray
The love-struck spring that's grown in my heart
Only understand now, that if ever I should part
From my beloved, this sensation should wither away
Just like before I met him, even the way
That I whistle so merrily now to tune
And beat with my feet the auspices of the moon
As long as he's there, I'll continue to Terpsichore
Fancying myself alive and free, all such galore
He loves me!
