A Yellow Rose: Hombre's Tango

A Yellow Rose: Hombre's tango

There was silence in the tavern of this dance hall
A challenge was laid as an Hombre stalled.
He stroked his mustache and glared at this man
holding the lady tight, "Okay, I except this challenge."

The Hombre walked over to the piano man's stool
the gentleman said to the lady "I'm doing what I can do!"
The piano man sprang forth a zippy tapping tune
the Hombre swayed over as if dancing with a broom.

He waved the gentleman to back off the dance floor
grasped the lady in yellow and they began to soar,
She followed his lead reluctantly as they tango
held whisker close, dancing with a yellow rose

Cheek to cheek and arms extended outward
across the floor they drifted in a single blur,
all eyes watched this Hombre perform well
as if the song had cast a musical dancing spell.

Feet that beat with drumming stepped tones
spinning the lady out then rolling back into his arms,
dipped and held then twirled up close
stopping for a moment standing nose to nose.

The gentleman shuffled a nervous foot tapping
watching this Hombre's energy surge in rhapsody
twisting and turning, extending an outward toe
impressive dancing, an Hombre and a Yellow Rose