Dance Me to the End of Love

The sound of a violin plays in the distance
He says, ‘Do not be frightened my dear, you are safe with me here.’
The birds fly outside the window
We dance to the end of love
We dance to the sweet serenade of bow on strings
We dance to the hunger of our bodies
Teasing our beauty when no one is around
The boundary will be crossed but there are still people near
His tender hands caress the small of my back
His long, silver hair glistening in the moonlight
His soft lips pressed against mine
As the crowd finally dies down we still remain dancing
Inside the curtains hang as they did on the first night we met
His shelter brings a feeling of passion and safety
I still remember the first kiss
I still remember his hands on mine
I still remember the first night of devotion
And forever continue to dance to the end of love