steve a. manolis poet

Wayward Soul

 

You are this dance,

A rhythm, the beats relentless

My heart explodes and fails

And explodes again

And thoughts drift

Not aimless

In their journey

Found among this night

And this day of brilliant light

That is you.

 

My faith can falter, I admit

The world has its devices

The aching, knows no bounds

To speak your poetry,

Words from my lips, find your skin

I give you these words, this voice

To join, inside you, to become one,

And take from me, purest love

This my promises defined

You are this dance.