She always said it would be better to dance...

 I wouldn't have believed anything she said anyway. Of course there
would be this resistance - I know, but for the first time I understand
what she says between the lines, and I know that I never had to doubt
what was said on the second, and meant on the third instance. Some kind
of cipher, it seems to me; something that only you and me would
understand, if we were of the same blood; if our hearts were forged by
fire and sealed in destiny.

Then again, the possibilities are endless. This can easily be a cry
in the dark, a vessel of transparency, or simply word without a
beginning or end... what was deleted can now be understood. What is the
future, will soon be revealed.

She looks happy as I take her hand and lead her over to the dance
floor, and I bend her gently as she laughs and guides her hand through
the air in a circular motion. A white dress and a black piano sets the
stage as the day enters it's night like the sweet kiss that slips us
into each others' dreams, and we touch the essence of truth.
Let this be the first of chapters... the invitation to attain what is unknown.