You asked me to Tango
I knew you knew how
You smiled as you stepped forward
You knew what would happen now
Your large palm opened and encouraged my hand
as I braced with determination and tried to understand
Your hand nestled tightly on the small of my back
as you led me to the dance floor and kissed my neck
You laughed as you enjoyed the smell of my hair
when you nestled forward with a message of care
But while the music was still playing, you let go of my hand
you left the dancefloor, while I found it hard to stand
I still wanted to Tango
I still wanted to be held
I wanted to drink from the moon
I wanted to lie in a spoon
I so much, now and always still wanted you
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