Last Dance

Soft music and the dimming lights,
a prince of my heart steps closely towards me.
My heart pounding, the sound echoing in my ears,
our hands shyly meet.

Your hands around me, so warm and so sweet.
Words that I hear, whispered ever so gently.
Yet it would not last forever,
for this moment is not real.

Our last and only dance,
so sweet is the memory.
As eyes gaze open, I return to my reality.
Tears that pain envelope my eyes and stain my cheek.

Set to a backdrop of lies,
the music still echoes in my mind.
Your words I still remember,
your warmth I hold dear.
My first dance,
our last dance.