A Simple Dance

I took her hand and matched her smile
And led her to the floor.
The music started, my mind went blank
And reality seemed to slow.

She clutched my hand in giddy pain
As the crescendo grew,
While I danced my self made part
On clouds of joy to a never ending tune.

Once and twice we circled the room
Bathed in a golden hue,
My rapturous breath caught in my throat,
As I grew familiar with the tune.
A flourish here, a canter there,
And she keeps in pace.
I lead the dance she follows suit
And all is as it should.

The day rushes past, the night drags on
And time is lost to us.
But in dark or light I fail to see
The room has gone to dust.
Still we dance on a gossamer thread
Above the shards of fate,
With not a misstep for that would be doom
We dance with demonic grace.

The night is done, our time is past
The music draws to a close.
I bid adieu, look in her eyes
And see my fate is lost.