There
have been total
travellers in the VP Universe.
'Let's Dance' (Taking Your
Hand)
Another sweet dream to weave...
another night air to breathe...
another fire to keep.
The music lulls me off into your trusting
embrace'
where in your arms I sleep.
My head turned in upon your shoulder,
my lips sweetly nibbling your collar.
Swaying to the rhythm of the beat,
stepping in time, lightly flow our dancing
feet.
We are one together in rhythm and rhyme;
the space around us fills with the chords
of a melody so fine.
Our feet can no longer touch the ground,
for now we’re dancing on clouds all around.
Whispering in your ear I say,
"Love is such a potent phrase,"
as we spin and dip and gently sway.
Soaring ever higher into the room,
we leap through the open window,
from the castle tower high aloft,
out into the night air,
dancing and turning round about,
as we orbit the Moon.
The stars are a path of light upon which
we waltz;
we dance through the night of the universe,
forgetting all our mortal faults.
And listening we can hear the song of
sweet words,
that flow like a river from the heart
of love's one and only eternal verse.
Lost in one another's dreams, where we
can be as one,
we glide through the Milky Way,
on our path that is set to pirouette with
the Sun.
Love's song serenades us with words full
of melody and charm that send us into a trance,
wherein together we go on forever,
endlessly to dance.
We soar on the wings of love to new heights,
where as two dear friends we learn one
another to adore,
and thus become lovers in the long summer
nights,
forever and evermore.
Our hearts' fire dances on and on,
as we,
lovers be,
are enamored by its flames of romance
full of song.
Such is the dance of the old soft shoe
and the night filled with magic out of waltzing together,
around the fire,
under the moon and stars with you.
Of Our hearts' embrace,
a bond of love is born and nothing can
ever erase this bond that is destined to remain untorn.
And now of our sweet kiss we partake,
sending us to our dream in love's summer
cottage by the mountain lake.
Purple Passion's valley is here so lush,
where we bathe nude in the morning dew
and share our love on the meadow's early morning hush. Here is where we
laugh and play and whisper in each other's ears this endless phrase: "I
Love You."
