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It’s past 10, night has fallen and the stars want a dance.
Honey, will you bless me tonight and give these folks a show that will last a life?
Because the way your eyes soften and look at me, only a fool wouldn’t take this jewel.
The way your hips move against the beat, and your feet seem to hate me, you ask,
“Why me? You could have asked White or Yellow to pair with.”
I laugh, and apologize when you pout with those cute cheeks, I simply say,
“Well why not? Do I really have to find an excuse to dance with such a pretty girl tonight.”
And oh, the blush that spreads so beautifully makes life worth so much more living.
No song seems to capture your rhythm, and you hate the way the heat clings.
But I can see the way your eyes shine when we spin, and I give anything to see more.
As the songs pass, you get no better and after another spin, you look at me.
“You know this won’t help. I’ve tried and my feet just point towards somewhere else.”
I hold you closer, and ignore the pain from my feet, and softly say
“Practice makes perfect, I want to hold you, so we both get a little something.”
Your eyes go wide and you hide away in my chest, sensing your blush bloom all over.
Moments pass, and the grass starts to become our slow song.
The radio has died, but we couldn’t care any less.
We simply shuffle, your feet no longer trouble my poor toes.
My fingers comb through your lovely hair, and I know only god could make something this fair.
I feel you breathe, and a sense of warming ease melts me to the bone.
I think back to those days, where we had to fight to live under a man’s spite.
I hated the tears in your eyes when he yelled, and was forced to end my rebel strike.
I wanted nothing more than to take you away, and go to someplace great.
I thought, maybe one day when we escape, we’ll find our own place.
I couldn’t act, because we could have lost it all, but I did dream for us.
Coming back to now, I hear you humming, a tune from somewhere far gone.
A song that, through thick and thin, saved us from all those bad thoughts.
The melody was like the back of my hand, but the words were lost.
It was old, yes, but it was something we both knew.
I join at the drop, and let you lead in this quiet song.
Our hands intertwined, running our thumbs over scars of the past.
You lift your head up, and god, my breath was taken away.
Your eyes hooked me in, your lips booked my soul, and your smile shook me to my core.
No words could even begin to describe the beauty that was you, and I was no poet.
But was there really a need when you looked at me like I was your whole world?
Perhaps I’m a sap, but could you blame me for being trapped by you?
I love you, and I want you to know it’s with all my heart.
That even through the storms and hell, I would never let those thorns take you that dark place.
That every day, when the battles of your mind start bleeding to life, I would hold them down.
That no matter what, I would kill those shadows, I would die for your sorrows, so you can live.
I pull the hair out of your face, and put my hand back on your waist.
And before you can blink, I dip you unexpectedly and swing you like the princess you are.
You yelp, and I laugh as you lock those scar-laced arms around my neck. You ask,
“Can’t you give a girl a warning next time? Almost broke my spine, for christ’s sake!”
You try to sound mad, but we both know the glee in your eyes takes the anger away.
I giggle, bringing you closer to my face, to me, and I tell you,
“Oh please, I can see your beautiful smile~”
And you turn away, a hand on your face as you blush even more.
Really, it’s adorable how you think I won’t notice, or that I’ll let you get away.
And you know it too, if your hiding says otherwise.
I tilt my head, and say,
“Aww, hun. Can I please see your pretty face? I promise I’ll behave.”
And when you sneak a peek, to see if I'll keep my word, I give you my most innocent eyes.
You open your face more, and I smile unashamed, and you mutter,
“Only because you asked so nicely.”
I thank you by spinning us around, laughing as you hold onto me tighter, as you yell,
“Red! You’re not sleeping on my side of the bed tonight!”
And we both knew you were being dishonest, because you were smiling like a maniac.
I finally stopped, feeling light headed and dizzy, but it’s worth it to see you happy.
Your hair is a mess of frizz, but I bet mine is no better.
You pout your cheeks, and if it weren't me holding you I would pinch them, while you tell me,
“You’re a big meanie, y’know. I should kick you to the couch just for that.”
But you don’t have the heart for that, and we both would miss each other too much.
I can see that you’ll keep up the act until I yield, but I see a sweet opportunity.
And so I lean in, and before you know it, I taste your sugared lips.
You’re surprised at first, but soon melt into my lipstick.
You bring yourself closer to this new spark, and I can't help the smile that marks my face.
You run your fingers through my hair, tangling them in my curly lair.
You try to breathe through your nose, but we both know it’s time to give some air to our lungs.
You’re smiling and blushing, and it takes everything in me to not pounce again.
“I love you, Vi.”
I tell you with all my heart, with every ounce of my soul that I love you, because I do.
“I love you too, Red.”
You tell me with every ounce of care, with that glow in your eyes, because you know it’s true.
That moment, when we dance under the stars, I can feel the moon loving me in my arms tonight.