The music hits a crescendo
The floor, an open space
No other dancers
We're being watched
But it feels like it's just us
We dip and twirl, spin and whirl,
Dancing,
Laughing,
Smiling,
Waltzing,
Amongst the stars that brought us to each other
Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 8:30 PM UTC
The music hits a crescendo
The floor, an open space
No other dancers
We're being watched
But it feels like it's just us
We dip and twirl, spin and whirl,
Dancing,
Laughing,
Smiling,
Waltzing,
Amongst the stars that brought us to each other
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