"The Magic of Dance"

A woman's waist encircled by embrace,
Two hearts approximate the music's beat --
The couple waltzes with refined grace,
Two bodies guided by their knowing feet.
The moment is so wistful dreaming sweet --
They glide across the floor, lost in their dance.
They move as one, in unison, complete --
Their passion shows in every yearning glance.
He leads, she follows -- instinctive romance --
Within his arms, she's guided, safely held.
She yields, enchanted, caught in music's trance --
They twirl with longing, drawn to love, compelled.
The beauty of a dance lies not in art
But in the magic it brings to the heart.

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