ThE DaNcE

the brush of fingers against my arm
hand outstretched to offer safety from harm
quiet smile in the hush of the dark
peaceful you in a life so stark
you stole my heart when you asked for my hand
by touching my fingertips you struck up the band
i've known you forever and even a day
and somehow i still lack the right words to say
if songs were truth i'd have the world in my hands
but you look in my eyes and still understand
such unspoken honesty and unspeakable trust
entwined with more than a little unbridled lust
beware of your power--i'm trusting your hands
(maybe i'm a fool for believing this man)
there are things unseen that your absence could crush
a fragile heart shattered into fragments of dust
best friend of mine, if ever again you should leave
know i won't beg you to stay, won't ask for you to be
ahhh, the brush of those fingers against my arm
i take your hand to offer you safety from harm