Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Dance, dance

Dance for me my love, dance for me.
Dance with me my love, dance with me.
You can talk and swear and promise all you want.
But I’ll only believe you when you show me with your dance.
And thousand words or so all at once.
Hold me tenderly, stare at me sweetly, and I’ll know.
No need to say.
When it’s sincere, I can tell.

2 comments:

enrique cedano said...

Es importante saber diferenciar.

Anonymous said...

sweet!!!!!