A Slow Dance Without Music

We show no movement

The music penetrating your ears

Is quieter than the slow song i feel throughout my soul

You look to me

A smile playing across your lips

I look to you

A smile awaking mine

You ask

"Why are you smiling?"

Such a simple answer

That you may never know

Such a simple question

I can't bring myself to answer

Because I'm with you

The only explanation

Our still and silent slow dance

Continues as we ride

The music within grows louder and louder

As we get to know each other more and more

My song comes to a painful melancholy end

As the bus pulls in and stops.

I feel a heavy weight pushed on to my chest

As i think of the task that lays ahead

I wonder, is the fear worth it

To hear my slow song again?