Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Dancing


Dancing

The first dance we danced
Our bodies were at the mercy
Of the saxophone player
The second dance, too,
And the third.

We walked back to the table
Hand in hand,
Our silence seemingly forever.
Not knowing that we were each
Trying to think the other’s thoughts.

The next dance,
Near a year later
We held one another
More tenuously.
It was only a wedding DJ
And a hackneyed song.

I did look deep into your eyes then
And didn’t forget what I saw.
I tracked you down, invited you
For an intentional dance
We did, and finished the night
Dancing in bed.

Love may be a dance,
Holding one another in tight rhythm,
Sometimes wanting to pull back
But staying in for the ride.

Dancing with the kids
Dancing even when we’re apart
Dancing under the covers
Dancing toward eternity.

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