The dance of love caresses, engulfing sprightly in glistening steps full of bliss and magic.. The awkward, the hardened are softened by its touch unable to ward off its charms.. What a powerful source, what a powerful force, a tool like no other. Why there’s no recompense like it for that to match your war.. The healer, the magic.. Oh the dance of love. Your wars are futile compared to my love. If only you’d join the dance my love. Take flight and rise above.