Closer

Falsetto soars across the room
staccato taps our feet in tune
You trace your bravado onto mine
keeping me close in 3/4 time

My fingers carve into your hips
lunging fast with tender grip
I pour your back like kudzu vines
keeping you close in 3/4 time

We clip our wings and say good night
and lay our heads on pale moonlight
and as we rest, our heartbeats intertwine,
keeping us close in 3/4 time