Impossible Waltz

And there we are, under the star-lit night.
Dancing in the bowl...
Waltzing to the first verse of the impossible soul.
Gaze locked into each other's souls.

Slow warm summer breeze sifting through our beloved youth.
Ignorance smoother than aged whiskey.
Love enough to fill the ocean.
I've just been in a dream, going away without you, trying to be something that I wasn't at all.