They Danced

A graceful foxtrot,
It was as if they were on a foamy cloud.
Their eyes glowing,
Their faces bright,
With a touch of happiness.
The gardens beautiful.
The house colossal.
They danced under the sunset of the day.

A grand Charleston,
It was as if they were on a pink cloud.
Their eyes hollow,
Their faces blank,
With a drop a guilt.
His silk shirt ragged.
Her white dress faded.
They danced into the night under the twilight of the universe.

An elegant waltz,
It was as if they were on a green cloud.
Their eyes sharp,
Their faces pale,
With rivets of malice.
Their cocktails spilled.
Their money cold.
They danced into tomorrow under the green haze of the sunrise.