Walking down the aisle is checked, so time to swap achy heels for the comfy pinks better suited for groovy feels.
Led into arms of the right man, he better lead the right way on the dance floor as foozles are against the rules.
Make it fun and fast: twist and turn and hope and jive. Not *that* fast: dizzy eyes see op art in the room alive.
Some say the deejay is a bit orgulous, but there is no fear to make requests; true talent requires unbuttoned vests.
Out of breath, but feet feel fine. Moves are smooth, but if an afflatus twists a brand new set, next break, those lips are mine.
Pretty in pink. Dapper in black. Sparkles in eyes. Hearts aglow. Stepping closer, next, with, around, hand in hand: forever, let us go. ; )