'The Dance'

We have danced before, you and I
In days when there were Castles In the Air
We have danced: I remember it by your eyes,and by the way you part your hair.

These derelict days sometimes summon
A conjuring of my soul
At some musty relic – and I recollect
As if of it, I already knew
And I am captivated by that sweet sudden sense of déjà-vu.

Of that past life, some things remain;
The music has changedbut
The steps are the same.