The Dance

Sparkling green eyes, an endless tease
as you ask me to dance
wrong place
wrong time
wrong man?

Enchanting my mind, my body
while I struggle to break free
not here
not now
not with you?

You lead the dance with gentle force
surprising from one so young
she's watching
will you wait
maybe, just maybe?

Hiding behind my smile
I quietly close the door
you saw it
saw my hands shaking
with the inner battle between
longing and reason.

You could not win.
Had you been wiser
you would have waited
for a better place
a better time
another woman?