It has been said that the world is a ballroom,

and life is a dance.

The hope for finding one's soul mate,

is told to be a once in a blue moon's chance.

I remember the day you extended your hand,

and offered to take me for a whirl.

For a brief moment in time, all other dancers faded away.

It was just you and me, one boy, and one girl.

I felt myself floating across the ballroom floor;

my feet were dancing on air.

In your arms was everywhere I wanted to be;

I surrendered my heart to your care.

You instantly swept me away,

to the tune of love songs I had never heard before.

You filled me with a hunger for life;

I wanted to dance with you forever more.

You sang sweet nothings against my ear,

and I melted into your embrace.

The only sight my eyes searched for then

was the tender love revealed in your face.

If life is a dance with a once in a blue moon's chance

for finding our one love that is true,

I sing a prayer of praise to the Ballroom Architect