keith garrett poetry
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She stands there dressed in a gown of white satin,
On her feet, soft shoes that sparkle in the light, tonight.
Her hair made up like a princess at a ball, she’s beautiful,
Awaiting her handsome escort as he moves out on the floor.
Dressed up in a tailored made suit of black, he stares into her eyes,
Taking her hand as the music echoes into this magical night.
Around and around they bounce and sway, waltz a lovers waltz,
These two become one as their body’s dance a lovers dance.
Romance is in the air for two hearts searching loves mystery,
A waltz for lovers, a night like no other, a love between two.
Dressed up in black, not to loud, driving down the road,
Music in my head, the boss sings out a tune, i’m driving.
Sunglasses to match this beautiful machine of black,
Eyes wandering, scenery passing by as i ride, dreaming.
In a black car driving, I’m moving down the road to you,
In a black car driving, eyes fixed on the horizon, driving.
With the window down i can feel the wind, listen to the sound,
My dreaming mind takes me to you, the way to you is complicated.
Down the road as you are not so far away, just a touch away,
A smile shows through on your face, everyday this way.