The Waltz Of Love

I see you sitting there
so I come to your table.
Can I have this dance, please?
I take your hand in mine.
I pull you up
from the table.
A beat in 3-4 time
the waltz can be heard.
With our right arms
around us and our
left sticking out
our hands connect
and the dance begins.
We dance to an unseen
pattern on the floor.
I twirl you
and you come back.
We dance and come
back to your table.
With drinks in our hand
we toast to us
and another song is played.
A slow love song.
As we get up
the lights dim
and other couples
besides us
go to the dance floor.
I feel your head
against my left shoulder.
Cheek to cheek we dance
across the floor.
You feel so good
against me as we dance
intermingling with others.
As we dance
it seems like
it is just us
dancing the night away.
Each new song
I know I have a partner
who likes to dance with me.