A Dance for the Angels

They met under the stars, Bach's Triple Concerto playing softly in the background.  Eyes met for the first time, but strangers they were not.  In unison, they reached for one another, and began a dance for the angels to watch... her arm draped over his shoulder; his arm drawn around her waist.  A dance in which no words were needed to be exchanged.
The clouds moved in at an andante pace, complimenting the beat of the Concerto of violins in A minor.  Rain began to fall, and wet hair covered the girl's face.  Yet they continued their dance.  Passions were high- no sounds but the drops of the rain. The harmonies of Bach, and their deep breaths, frantically keeping up to pace.
A passionate dance for the angels.  Two bodies became one- no feet moved... yet they danced.  What a lovely dance it was.  Their bodies soaking wet from the rain.  Bach's Brandenburg Concerto playing in the distance...  His hand placed around her head... her arms on his back.  
They danced for the angels all night.