• Something soft has touched your skin,
    Something new has come again;
    A long lost voice is near your heart,
    As if to regain and restart.

    Elegance is there,
    In the mist,
    A gentle silohette,
    Dancing so gracefully;
    Each move as beautiful as a lone butterfly's dance across the sky.

    She stops,
    Her hair swaying,
    The mist casting an erie shadow on her body.

    She turns to you,
    Bowing,
    As she dances away,
    Her footsteps play;
    A lullaby so sweet it crys out to the night;
    Piano notes sway with they breeze in her hair.

    She let's loose of her worries,
    Becoming care free;
    As something new,
    Has been cast upon thee.