And just when he thought things couldn’t get any better,
she smiled at him, inviting him.
He kept down his drink and made his way across the floor,
to meet the beautiful one.
More than words ever could, their eyes spoke a language
that echoed through generations,
their forefathers had been bitter enemies; turned in their Graves,
Impossible, they thought, for their bloodline to mix.
So together, after decades, they hatched a plan to ruin
their great-great-great grand children’s night..
be it the spilling of drinks, or distractions plenty..
stepping on toes, to shove and push on the dance floor..
but to their surprise, all this just made them blush and giggle..
brought them closer.
As they stepped out, on to the empty street, holding hands,
their forefathers knew,
love had destroyed their hate..