I was drifting in my thoughts
Your voice like music in me
And thinking all about the moon outside

At first I thought a dance up there
If I could find the highest chair it might be
The greatest dance two people ever tried

But the moon is art up in the sky
And though no fine painter am I
I decided at my best I could do more

Then I thought about the mountains
And the valleys crossed my mind but neither place
Seemed to be right for our dance floor

I closed my eyes as if to sleep and
Knew the questions there would keep
My mind on for it is my best deckhand

Sure enough it didnʼt ponder long and
Told me softly that our toes
Should dance together in the sand

The more that I dwelled in this thought
I understood my mind had caught the very
Place where all the parts were there

The band quite good and playing soft
The colored lights strung there aloft
All scented by the gentle ocean air

The sound of endless breakers
And the curving of the dunes
Framed us there together in this place

I could imagine your arms gently wrapped
Around my neck while I held tightly to you
As we moved above the sand with grace

And when the right slow song had started
And our lips met and never parted
In our universe alone there on that beach

Tightly embraced were we upon
That dance floor by the sea hoping that
Time into the dawn would never reach

Even though the music changed and
Rhythms tried to rearrange
We stayed lips together just so

For we were in that special place
Where time was ours to taste
And every dance we danced was slow

-Mike M