Sweep - Inktober 2025 - Day 10

He takes her hand, a gentle hold,

Their bodies sway to rhythms bold

Fiery the music, engulfed their hearts

Trust him she does, his move he starts

A turn, a dip, she floats on air,

Strong his hold, passionate his stare

Words dont work in crowded rooms

Her spirit lifts as the music blooms...

Her feet leave ground, world spins wide,

Suspended in this graceful glide

Two souls in motion, intertwined,

Perfect the moment, leaving time behind...