Decadence & Dancing

With decadence he waltzed with tears,
The ballroom swirling, falling proud.
To dance this lost and hopeless step –
To see her eyes drop to the ground –
She looked at each small movement made,
He looked and saw no path for them –
She smiled as movement grip her soul,
He cried not knowing how to tell –
To say how much she meant to him –
And yet that lives don’t always dance –
As smoothly as a rhythm cared –
There’s nothing one can leave to chance.

Written By Shane Ferguson
On The 18th December 2007