they are in there now and they are dancing slow and sensually just the way we used to do and I can see them moving but I cannot hear the music
that is their special place now and I wish it wasn't true I guess my feelings are still a little bit bitter and so often the pain I feel shoot right through me like the current times a million yesterday's
are all stacked up just beyond my periphery where I can almost always see them if I don't try too hard I mean to pay them any real attention or dwell upon that which time does not allow none of that will stave off my memories that a smell or word or those certain sunsets suddenly coming along and reminding me of how it was once the two of us who used to hold so tight and slowly dance but I always know that they are there and dancing In that special spot that we once had shared
I know I cannot hear... the music all it takes is for me to close my eyes and I see the movement... that will remain..., with me forever that special place... ....within my brain