The Dance - Megan Hilty

So it was 3: 15 in the morning

And we were dancing

Yes, we were dancing.

And the world around us was frozen

And we kept on dancing

It felt good to be dancing.

And we danced until morning

I, his princess, and he was my king

And the music was our serenade

And we danced to the silence of the night

How I loved to be by his side

So we kept dancing.

He wasn’t one to hold me

He didn’t care for kisses

Or telling me he loved me.

Yet here he was dancing

And I was dancing, for a moment he held me

And we danced until morning

And it felt like we’d been there before

And the lights built round the sun

And the music was sweet as the night

As the moon traded with the sun

We stayed dancing

Stronger and deeper the music grew

Until we knew, in a moment the dance

Would end with the sun

But the music was our serenade

And I held on to what could have been

We could have danced til the last morning came

But, the song was over.

The dance had ended.

And the night was morning.

And he said he loved me.

Well, he didn’t say it, but he didn’t have to

The dance, between a princess and her king

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