Angelic, she danced in a world of her own As partner to partner she whirled A vision of grace, drawing all eyes Setting the dance floor ablaze. Slowly he danced, as one in a trance To rhythms which he alone heard But something about him caused her to look And dance her next dances with him The rhythm was changed to the beat of a heart To the breathing of all on the floor To capture the eyes, to capture the souls Of dancers who hungered for more Who watched as they touched and parted again And swayed with their skin all aglow He anchor to her, she soaring for him She dancing fast, and him slow And when they were done the dance that went on Was not as it had been before His rhythms, her grace, their joyful embrace Were still seen, Were still felt by all with a heart By all who still danced on that floor