Balance of this Dance

They say two mountains,
In this life can share a range,
But never meet.
But Mohammed,
He knows where to find me,
Knows every crevice, cliff and peak.
Reality is relative,
But this ache for you cuts to the core.
It’s realer than anything,
I’d ever thought I felt before.
So heed the music tonight,
And pray disregard the former.
Stolen glances,
Whirling dances,
Can gradually lead your thoughts astray.
From every wandering eye,
To every forbidden corner,
I will seek you through the crowdss at night,
And help you find your way.
Landlover, wildwood creature,
Lead me to this sacred place,
As I’m drowning in a sea of fantasy,
Rapture seizes control of your face.
But you’re the balance of this dance now,
I secretly smile and await your cue.
Take your hand, exit stage left,
Hidden in aesthetic perfection with you.
So heed the music tonight,
And pray disregard the former.
Stolen glances,
Whirling dances,
Can gradually lead your thoughts astray.
From every wandering eye,
To every forbidden corner,
I will seek you through the crowds at night,
And help you find your way.
I knew from the very first dance we’d be one someday.