Ballroom Dancing

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Gliding along the clouds,

my feet barely touch the floor--

our bodies pressed so close,

my hand clasped in yours.

Dresses swirling everywhere,

colors blurring into one--

as we move around the room

until the music's done.

Laughter escapes my lips

as I cling to you--

so when I say "I love you'

your heart will know it's true.

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