Midnight Waltz

View of the Seine
by by Georges Seurat


Moving together 

like victims to ocean tides

round and round 

we glide back and forth

across the floor.

The iridescent moonlight 

illuminates the way.

Drunk with the evening.

Like a princess in your arms.

Dizzy with happiness,

You spin me faster,

faster as if I

were a child's toy

Spinning across the floor.

I catch a glimpse of us;

reflections across the Seine.

Slowly, the bands 16th century music

begins to unwind.

Short of breath, you, 

my lover, embrace me.

As fairy tales end, 

so does our midnight waltz.

~Lisa~