Susan K. Rowse - Dixie Waltz lyrics

She recalls the silly, insidious jerk The nuance of pleasure of a mysterious quirk From eyes that penetrate from across the room Smiles half-mooned with a pa**ionate zoom Hair all a mess with blonde springing curls Draping around eyes of this sensitive girl Pulled to the sight of a man in a shadow All lobed up with his mane in an ebb flow Looks like a wolf...perish the thought "Me, am I Goldilocks?" Dressed out and fraught! Knees shake to rattle...tremors to nerves Eyes bold and frightened...dancing on curves Hands reach...extend...floating the swirl Taffeta cinched on the bust of this girl Presenting the orbs of porcelain globes Seduced eyes of shadows beginning their probe Floats of two bodies graceful through crowds Clutching hands weaving as forms take a bow This beauty to all and stranger to some Take up this waltz as rumors from tongues Chatter the beat as pulses festoon The character of dance and this free flowing room These two ever friends swirl smiles with their feet Swinging and turning to a waltz made of heat Stars seem to drift on fragrant bouquets For dances with Belles and Rebels with ways The hoop skirts of lace and taffeta bows Jasmine in hair that gently repose The gray of a uniform worn by this Johnny The eyes of his lady...his bonnie blue Bonnie He takes in her smile...her nose like a pixie The waltzes of yesterday...bygones of Dixie