Dance My Love

Dance My Love …

They had been,

high school sweethearts,

the golden couple –

who seemed to have it all.

That special kind of glow,

that only they seemed to know.

So it went on then came the prom,

everyone looked and sighed,

if only they had such a love,

the prom that many girls –

only dream of.

The years they came and went,

for this golden couple –

who appeared more and more in love.

It seemed that it was inevitable,

that they would be together –

for now and a whole lifetime more.

It was five years down the road,

that he chose,

to surprise her for her birthday.

When family and friends would gather,

to present her with a golden band,

making her his love forever.

Oh, how he anticipated the joy,

that she and everyone would share.

His love was so very true,

he thought his heart would burst.

Came the day and it seemed perfect,

a day full of sunshine,

the night he was sure,

would be magical.

While his friends helped him,

to prepare,

she was thinking,

of how to tell him –

that it was time to say good-bye.

The love that had once sparkled,

so in her eyes,

had slowly dwindled and died.

Now she only felt a heart so heavy,

having to tell him –

that she wanted to go her own way.

Came that special time

and it near took her breath away,

it was perfect,

but now she dreaded what he had to say.

Somewhere the signals,

had crossed and she just didn’t feel the same.

So when she knew what he was longing for,

she quietly took him aside,

told him it was no longer her dream too.

He’d always hold a place in her heart,

a dear and loved friend,

just nothing else anymore.

At first, he thought he could hear,

his heartbreaking,

sort of like the sound of glass –

that suddenly shatters.

He looked at her,

she at him

and he realized while he had been living,

that dream of eternal love and devotion,

he’d missed the signs –

that would have told him otherwise.

So they agreed to make this night special,

no one needed to know,

so they danced just as close as ever before –

everyone still sighed.

But every dance was their last dance,

last time they would be together,

at least for a long while.

They would survive,

they still had one another for support,

so they danced on into the night,

they kissed with trembling lips,

they danced to the love,

they once had,

danced and said their last good-bye,

as the first rays of the sun,

filled the sky.

Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a poet and writer. I write for many different sites online. I have two published books of poems on Amazon - Poetic Thoughts Fly and On the Wings of Love.

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