On my tiptoes
feet held high by yours
in your arms held tight
slowly surrendering to this dance
under the moonlight
making memories of u and me
making memories for our children
making memories to last
living in our moment
letting go of our worries
reaching our hearts without a word
reading our minds with our eyes
smiling a little
shedding a few tears
dancing on…
Under the moonlight.
Susan McMillan
Rhythm In Life 
Beautiful!
Thank you Janet 🌹
I can imagine this poem sung by a husky-voiced jazz singer, accompanied by a tenor sax…lovely words, stirring lovely memories!
Thank you Penny. Some of my best memories are those spent in my husband’s arms dancing away. The tiptoes were after he stepped on my toes with his cowboy boots 😁. Hugs 🌹
Romantic without being saccharine. Nicely done.
Thank you Miss Elizabeth. I enjoyed reminiscing about my favorite moments. Have a wonderful weekend 💝🌹
Beautiful
Thank you Heather 🙏🌹
So sweet:)
Beautiful 🙂
Very well written.
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Brautiful poem👌
Thank you very much Shayra💝
Welcome sir😊