Her tapping feet, her gentle sway, to blues:
Skyward bound, drawing closer to the moon.
She is her constellation and her muse.
Louisiana blues, they swing in tune.
Their bodies swing like pendulums and sway
In tune, the pulse and rhythm of the blues.
The sun shall rise with light to break the day,
On happy hearts and warm the dance with blues.
Celestial night: there, something did ignite.
They dance in tune with blues, and to the moon.
Under gentle glow of chandelier light,
Melodic tune that fades but all too soon.
And then, in sweet due time the music quells.
Last steps: they harmonize with wedding bells.
