Shall We Dance...

she glanced across the room and
she saw him standing there...
alone, by the door,
and about to leave.

shall we dance, she wondered?

by the door, all alone,
and dressed to kill,
he caught her eye, and
she softly sighed...

shall we dance, she wondered?

he crossed the room,
moving ever so slow,
stopping here and there
to say hello to someone...

shall we dance, she wondered?

the dj called, "last song,"
and he hadn't approached her yet...
so she demurely sighed and moved
towards the door...

shall we ever dance, she wondered?

stumbling through the crowd,
she ran into someone and
made her excuses,
feeling like a fool

shall we never dance, she wondered?

"excuse me, please,"
a deep voice said from the air above,
"i've seen you from across the room,
and i wanted to ask you..."

shall we dance, she wondered?

she looked up at this stranger –
it was him, the one
she'd seen standing by the door –
holding out his hand to her...

shall we dance, he asked.