Let's Dance

Some say a kiss holds the key to a heart.
That the lips are the brushes,
That love is the art.

Then some might say holding their loved ones is it.
That the winding around,
Sparks up heat like matchsticks.

And some would suggest that the eyes are the key.
That the deep gazing pupils,
Appear blue as the sea.

But I dare say dancing is the truest of loves.
Both shadows in rhythm,
Like the wings of a dove.

Holds the beauty and grace of two souls intertwined.
Silent communication,
A connection of minds.

So lets dance 'till the moon fills the sky up with light.
Let move together silently,
And dance all night.