Dance With Me
Do you hear the music? It's just us Cosmo, so dance with me. I know you don't bring me flowers anymore, but that's just fine. They just die on me anyway, so pretty one second and gone the next. I know you don't look at me out of the blue and tell me how beautiful I am like you used to, but it's alright because you've told me before. I know you don't hold my hand in the sunshine the way you did once, but I don't mind because we have responsibilities beyond each other now. But I wish you would dance with me again Cosmo, because no one dances quite like you.
You do hear the music! You're smiling because you recognise it, I can see you by the window. You have the most amazing smile, it's infectious. I see it and I have to smile in return, to try to catch your eye. If you saw me here, recognising the music, too, would come over and ask me to dance? I know it's hard for you Cosmo, but you have to make the first move. Please, just for tonight, come over here and dance with me.
You feel it. You must do,because you have taken my hand and now we are dancing. Your eyes are breathtaking; I could easily get lost in them. However, as we dance I find myself avoiding your gaze and I know why. It's because I have been lying to you lately my dear, I have been misleading you. Not with words, and it is no betrayal that would cause your heart to break, but it is a lie just the same. I have been pretending you see, pretending to sleep when I am very much awake, and listening to every word you say.
You drape an arm delicately around my waist as we sleep and I'm sure you are watching me. It is here that you tell me everything you feel deep within your soul, daring me to move but I remain still. If I were to open my eyes and take you in my arms I fear you may stop telling me these things when I sleep, and that would break my heart. You make me want to hold you and kiss you with the words you say, but you think they aren't right. And that makes me smile. I love you Wanda, you said to me last night, and though I want to tell you it doesn't sound enough. I love you Wanda but I doubt words will ever be enough. But tonight we are dancing Cosmo and now I see that you were right. I love you just isn't enough, is it?
It seems like so much more than those three little words. Just like you told me last night, it's too little. Does it express the need you have? Does it express how happy you are? Does it express how deep you feel it? You stumble over your words when you talk to me and somehow that makes it enough, because only when you falter do I know exactly what you mean. I love you Cosmo.
You think you are not eloquent, but you speak beautifully my dear.