Dancing
Knees like water, he knows not what he
does with these smiles and grins he
throws out, but catch me within.
So, I bought a drink for Like, and it said
it didn’t remember me and I said, “Let’s
give it a try”
And I smiled, this way and that, clever
little Cat-in-the-Hat come to take the
rain away
But I hoped he might let me stay, at least
for awhile
Just a little bit longer so I could
memorize his smile
I promised myself I would try and I
would not regret, and I believed it more
and more between each cigarette.
He’s found a spot inside this poet, this
poem I write for him, behind my eyes,
somewhere under my skin
He’s found it, a place I’ve only seen
others try to explain, the one that makes
you blue, when absent, stings a little like
pain.
Too early, it seems, but my heart has
these amazing dreams of forever in a
photo book, and anyone could tell with
just one look, that, yes, there is love
between those pages, love that’s lasted
over the ages, a love that took off to see
the world,
Not of a man and a man or a girl and a
girl, only of love doing the best that it
can.
Yes, that would be fine by me and I
think my heard would agree, that it
would be nice.
And so, I’ll take this chance, stumble
over the steps, through this dance, till I
get it down
And should I fall, I’ll look around and
he’ll smile and reach out is hand, and
he’ll know, I’m dancing the best that I
can.