All fumbles around you, I was quietly wondering

If you might see past all of my careless blundering

Star struck in awe with all you seemed and seem to me

Feeling hopeless about venturing rather trepidatiously

While you waited gingerly hoping that I might ask

And see the real you beyond the trappings of a public mask

That you wore for the occasion as an unneeded disguise

I have loved you since I first looked into your eyes

And there we were and so I asked if you might dance with me

Despite how badly I had mangled solid lines of poetry

A dreamy Ginger Rogers in silk dress and high heels

I am no Fred Astaire as my moves often reveal

When I asked you to dance with me, I meant for life

And somehow you graced me with love and became my wife