THE DANCE.A POEM FOR MY SOULMATE ULAYLAH.

NOW IS NOT THE TIME,MY LOVE
THIS LIFES JOURNEY INCOMPLETE,
THERE IS A DISTANCE YET TO TRAVEL,
BEFORE WE FINALLY MEET.

WE FIND COMFORT IN EACH OTHER,
HOPE TO WIPE AWAY THE PAIN,
FROM ROADS WE HAVE PAST TAKEN,
BUT WILL NEVER WALK AGAIN.

MAKING LOVE WITH ANGRY HUNGER,
BLOCKING OUT SAD MEMORIES,
IF ONLY FOR A SHORT WHILE,
THE PAIN YOU'LL FIND WILL EASE.

WHEN OUR MOMENT DOES ARRIVE,
AND WE ARE UNITED TWO AS ONE,
WE'LL GET LOST WITHIN OUR BEINGS,
FATHER,MOTHER,DAUGHTER,SON.

OUR FINAL ACT UPON THIS EARTH,
IS REPRESENTED BY A DANCE,
OUR RHYTHM IS THE RAY OF LIGHT,
TO GIVE HUMANKIND A CHANCE.

SO LISTEN CAREFULLY TO THE DRUM BEAT,
FEEL TWO AS ONE KEEP TIME,
ENERGY,ONE TO ANOTHER,
LEAVING ALL THE SINS BEHIND.

THE DANCE IS SO MYSTERIOUS,
TAUGHT UPON A HIGHER PLANE,
THE ULTIMATE IN PLEASURE,
MAKING LOVE,DESTROYING PAIN.

THE TIME FOR US IS GETTING NEAR,
SO KNOW THE STEPS BY HEART,
ONLY WHEN YOU DANCE ALONE,MY LOVE
CAN I BE SURE WE'LL NEVER PART.


ET STEALIA ANTE DE CORA VISTAT ULAYLAH,AVEY DOS DE TORA VAN AURAH ET STEALIA ANTE.