'Shall We Dance My Love? ' Poem by syafiq syahmi

'Shall we dance my love? ',
to the beauty of this symphony that never end,
we shall be like a lovely couple of dove,
as we spread our white wings among the crowd,

Enchanted they are with our mimble steps,
never to think but only ourself,
our love has no depth,
our story does not suit on shelve,

We are the pageant of our own beauty,
for us nothing is a worry,
just us in this mesmerizing fantasy,
I eyed only you and only you eyed I,

Shall the sun set with jealousy,
for it no longer can feel our tranquility,
and shall the moon be greeted by us,
sighing whimply for its lonely destiny,

So on the symphony will kept playing,
as we clasp each other waist with undying love,
until the next evening invite us,
then I will ask you again,
'shall we dance my love? '.