Love is a dance, a dance of hands
Of faces, of smiles, touches, kisses, eyes.

Love is a movement, a groove to the tune of a song
A dance to a beat that only the heart hears.

Love is the pull of a silver heart string,
The silvered sound, the tone of instrumental awakening.

Love is the call
That comes up from the muezzin of the heart
Calling the faithful to God
With sweet, heavenly song.