• You lead me across the dance floor,
    our first dance
    as man and wife.

    We glide,
    as if dancing on ice
    so smooth,
    so graceful.

    But do you know
    the secret I've kept?
    I have been unfaithful.

    Guilty feet are clumsy,
    unstable.
    They trip
    then they fall.

    I have fallen.