Just before goodbye,/
at long last, I finally/
watched her dance with joy.
Or
… got to see her dance
or
but too late, she finally /
opened up and danced.
We run with passion,/
headlong toward each other. The/
crash merges our souls.
To be a poet,/
to wield words wonderfully,/
is awe inspiring.
Sometimes we must gaze/
through another’s lens to see/
our own true beauty.
Moments of awe: Suns /
set. Moons rise. You touch me. Oft,/
I can find no words.