One Last Dance, forever.

I am incapable of doing just that.

Putting one foot in front of the other is just a fact.

Dancing involves your whole body.

Swaying back in forth in some momentum this shoddy body.

This motion is quite uneven.

Makes me want to believe in.

Believe in this body full of mistakes

Mistakes that shall never forsake,

but this shoddy body that is quite uneven

might just make you want to believe in.

The moonlight that shines so bright,

gazes upon your wonderful sight.

So silky and smooth,

just makes me sooth.

The troubles that face ahead,

we shall rest like the living dead.

Dancing together in perfect harmony,

making every uneven beat a perfect courtesy.

With a motion just like ours, I shall never understand all our wars.

But when we join together in a dance like any other, there never can be a surrender.

For every dance, I can never match,

you smile stretches out and your eyelashes bat.

Those beautiful baby blue eyes, and dimples that bloom through the sun.

For now, when I put one foot in front of the other, I will know this one.

The one dance that makes you whole,

the one dance that clams your soul.

And on this night we hold hands,

you shall say to me with your last plan,

shall we dance, together hand in hand?