amusedOnly Dancers
Poem for Day 023 – 20141016
Fate has placed us together:
an accidental meeting
or a hasty rendezvous.
The outcome is pure pleasure,
the results to be treasured.
We are temporary partners,
thrown together in the dance.
Allies in this effort,
the outcome is depends on us.
We will move in unity,
a bond blessed musically.
Our moves are smooth motion.
The swing precisely balanced.
Cooperation is the key.
Each giving and taking
precisely what is needed.
Each move effortlessly completed.
My delicious partner,
my waltzing confidant,
my cavorting consort,
must you leave me now?
Our union was perfection,
a blessed intersection.
We are only dancers,
so much and nothing more.
A temporary alliance
of willing body,
of grateful soul.
© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.
