Dancing With A Heartache

Dancing With A Heartache

I saw her sitting all alone,
a bar room princess on her throne
and as I watched, she smiled at me
across a glass of cheap Chablis.

Her finger bore a pure white brand
where her soft skin was left untanned.
I didn't see, I didn't dare ...
The truth was that I didn't care.

Refrain:
Come dance with me, come hold me tight
for just a while, for just one night.
Come share your dreams, come share your charms.
I'm dancing with a heartache in my arms.

Her eyes held promises unsaid
by lips that glistened, moist and red;
whispers I could not ignore
as we moved slowly on the floor.

We danced until the last-call shout.
I took her hand and walked her out
and, in the dark, I took a chance
and asked her for just one more dance.

Refrain:
Come dance with me, come hold me tight
for just a while, for just one night.
Come share your dreams, come share your charms.
I'm dancing with a heartache in my arms.

We softly swayed, a last embrace;
a gentle touch upon the face
of the woman who was once my wife,
who still has my heart for all her life.

Come dance with me, come hold me tight
for just a while, for just one night.

I'll take tonight to ease my pain
until it's Ladies Night again.
I'll be here and so will she –
leaving's not always easy.

Come share your dreams, come share your charms.
I'm dancing with a heartache in my arms.


Notes
An entry for "Invalid Item" 
Prompt: Number 3: "Dancing with a heartache"


Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise - are all equally welcome.

Ken