WALTZ

You come to mind like an airport spotlight
across the evening sky
dancing through the clouds
there for a moment
then gone
and back
then gone again.

Memories are sometimes distant
harder to pull from the times in between
sometimes a total blackout
as thoughts of the mind
betray the heart
and eyes gaze across the room

then
you laugh
knowing how it turns me to jelly

it,
being the gentle
smokey
barely-there
tickle
it is.

Then
you touch
knowing how it makes me putty in your hands

But dancing through is not enough
to keep me from looking in the mirror
and calling myself a fool
for falling in love
with what can only be
a mirage in a lifeless desert

Should I fair better to stay in it
to be it for true passion and beauty that I die?
but how could I bare to walk away from it

and dance without you into another sky?


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