There is no music,

nothing is playing.

Except inside my head,

my brain is dancing instead.

At least it wants to dance,

it also wants to romance.

But the body is hissing,

because the action is missing.

Sitting here,

in my chair,

knowing you're over there,

ah baby,

and it's no maybe,

I want to come your way,

so together we can get out and play,

and dance the night away.

Sipping good champayne and wine,

out on a loving dine,

with you only mine.

Dance to the music,

romance and use it.

Fill this boredom gap,

practically romance and zap.

Then end the day,

snuggled in a warm nap,

enjoying loves joy our way.

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