One time did I dance, many years has it been and again I feel its call. To the hall now I head and a partner I now seek one that can match the call.

I walk inside and spot the girl who is to be my partner.

For chosen was she by the teacher she was to be my perfect partner.
Charming is a word that can best describe her, a woman of utter elegance, for a woman I have met, my partner she will be, and with no greater beauty have I danced.

In a long velvet dress is what she wears, its colours vast & seductive, as is her top its beauty sublime highlighting the beauty within.

Its redness is seductive, as is the lacy trim, combine she does with a singlet beneath and with it she’s ready to dance.

Her face it is sweet surrounded by her hair which frames the most beautiful of pictures, it hangs down in waves descending down her back seducing all that she meets.

Her hair it is black like that of night and a shimmer it has with it, when hit it does the lights surround highlight her gorgeous flowing hair.

To the floor we now head and in the waltz we now dance, this beauty she knows the steps, her full luscious breasts now squeeze against mine, the feeling they give is seductive, as is her body, it is that of a goddess, no more beautiful woman have I ever danced as together we dance as one .

Next week arrives and so do I in a full length emerald green dress I enter.

The colours of the dress complement the redness of my hair, which hangs down my back in waves the length of which is the same length as hers as is the shimmer it has, this combined with my full emerald green eyes and I am ready to dance the dance.

In a pink tie-dye top is what she wears, its colours highlighting the skirt, for the same she wears as last week she does a more radiant beauty is she.

 To the floor we now head and the Fox Trot we dance unrivalled by any other.

A smile I can see on my teacher there is for he knows he has found the perfect pair, to light up the floor, to demonstrate the dance and to get other people to follow.

Another week arrives and there she stands this time in a full pale blue dress.

A hint she must have had of the dance we are to dance, for tonight is the dance of the surprise, the Tango is the dance that has been chosen for us tonight and again we light up the floor.

The dance of love is what it is and together we show that of the other, and a kiss I do steal when her face it comes close her smile reflects her love

First timers there are look on in awe as together we light up the floor, before taking them we do to begin the simple steps there are, to show them the beauty of the dance.