Tuesday, February 20, 2007
#29: FIRST DANCE
First, a calm morning surprise
Wrapped unsuspectingly
Esconced in an azure shell
Of endearing embrace
If blue skies did not make you smile
Then the yellow sun will
The photographs of you and me
Can be seen clearly on golden rays
The final formal question
Presented itself on wooden film
The approval was not given
And so did the refusal.
Your lips had formed one word
Simple, yet I am smitten
The wait, I say, is worth the while
For it gave a sweeter reply.
Now I hold the fruits of earth
With my two hands
Waiting, waiting
Amidst the flurry of cloth
Then you came
And immediately defined
What breathing, living
Is all about.
The night is still young
And the music plays fast
So I bide my time
And waited
I walked towards you
For then the tune
Is slowing down
As the people are
Holding your hand
Amidst the colored sea
Is enough
But you gave more.
We began to sway
To music unremembered
For my brown eyes only see
This beauty in maroon.
The music would not stop
As if we had conspired
To lure you to this floor
For eternity
I asked if I could
wrap my arms around you
And prayed you'd allow me
You did.
Holding on tight
I never let go
For in this moonlit night
Everything is clear.
Right then and there
You have become
My first dance
My first love.
it got me home
7:15 PM
