Would you come dance?

Would you come dance with me? Let me take your hand and lead you onto the floor, cradle your body in my arm and pull you close. Let the music take you over as we sway and step to its rhythm.

Would you come dance with me? Feel my body close to yours, hear my whispers of how beautiful you are, and fill my lungs with your sweet perfume, lay your head upon my shoulder as we glide ever so slowly to the music.

Would you come dance with me? Our bodies melted together as one, our hearts beating the same rhythm, your dress flowing in the wake of a spin, your dimples framing your smile as I dip you so delicately and bring you back to me.

Would you come dance with me? My lips gently touching your bare shoulder as the music begins to fade, one last pass around the floor, my arm holding you as I lead your body’s movements, my hand squeezing yours ever so tight.

Would you come dance with me? As the music finally dies, a soft kiss on your lips, a hesitant separation and a glance of blue sparkle from your eyes, as I drop your hand from mine. Would you?

Would you come dance with me?

Do you know?

You are my day and my night, 

You are my bread and my wine,

You are my anthem and my silence,

You are my dreams and my reality,

You are my magnificence and my poverty,

How? How can you be all these things to me?

Your slightest touch raises my flesh,

Your smile overwhelms my soul with joy,

Your whispers ring from a thousand towers,

Your glance sends my heart racing

How? How can you do all these things to me?

Your absence is my prison,

Your memory is my magic carpet,

Your words are my chronicle,

Your movements are my dance

How? How can you?

Do you know you are my love?

It's late...

It’s late on a Friday night, had a few shots of Jack – more than I should have, but enough to let the words flow more freely. Not sure what I want to say, where the words should lead… Ramble on… feelin old – not ready to die “old”, maybe just tired – but a tired that sleep can’t fix. Wanna close my eyes for a night er a day er longer, wanna have my body wake with no aches, no pains… wanna have my mind be clear, no questions, no maybes, no what ifs… wanna have my heart in tune with the now, not the yesterdays of months and years gone by – pains n questions n lost loves – yet they are what made me what I am, I am nothing without them. Yet who am I? Where am I going?