Moving to the music, he holds her with awe and reverence.
In the pregnant hush of thoughts unspoken, their hearts tap a rhythm beyond their control.
The dance set ends as the last notes linger. Shyly her cheek brushes his; her lips whisper lightly against his neck.
Their fingertips caress yet part as she slowly steps away into the night.
In the darkness, their hearts tap a rhythm beyond their control as they listen to the music of retreating footsteps.