A dance hall.
I set my favorite reggae song
And ask for your hand.
We dance and hold each other
Close.
As the music picks up, I dance
With your little sister.
Twirl and twirl.
I make her feel like a princess,
Joyful rhythm keeps the air lively
And we embrace before the song is over.
I look into your eyes and
You look into mine.
The song may be over, but
Our love is not.
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