When he whispers, "Goodnight sweetheart," will he say "I love you?" Will he whisper love poems in your ear or simply show you safely to your door and depart? After that sweetheart dance is over, what happens next?
Anyone who had a heart
Would offer me this dance
And spare me the indignity
Of making an advance.
So don't be coy and shy away
But let me take your hand
And twirl you off to Xanadu
Our footprints in the sand.
No, dating isn't frivolous and "I love you" is not a shallow utterance, for pairing up and peeling off is the necessary business of youth. The innocence of childhood relationships heat up serious in high school and culminate, inevitably, in exclusivity. If it did not, the world would grind to an ignominious halt and that would be the ultimate "Goodnight Sweetheart."
I'm waiting for a girl like you
Someone funny, sweet, and true
And take her to the high school dance
I'm wondering if you'll take a chance?
When I'm with you
The clock is stopped
My breath is held
My world is rocked
You look wonderful tonight
Your neck against my bristly cheek
Never were your eyes so bright
This moment's rare, don't move or speak.
Tonight's the night we say good-bye
To all of childhood's odd concerns
And leave the shelter of this port
To launch our ship in deeper seas.
Here are more love poems for your sweetheart. Go to the dance, but make sure your coach doesn't turn into a pumpkin, Cinderella. Oh, and this one is a funny limerick poem for the sweetheart dance.
Selecting the right dress was hell
Then the flowers for my guy's lapel
And my date in a suit?
Well, that was a hoot!
Who'd have thought that we'd clean up so well?