We roll
Cheek to cheek
Mixing spiced air
With charcoal smudging hair

Vertically
The air closes in
Transfixed by staring from you
Not thinking, not able to

Dressed tall, floating
Breathless, wordless, unlike myself
In your arms, time slows
The spiced air flows

Warm ice washes numbness
I'm not aware I'm breathing
I suspend myself to the night
Moonlit, lamplit limelight

The song may end,
I rush thoughts in, swelling me
I thank you
I won't forget you