The Last Dance

I thought I had the chance,
If not just another,
but for a last dance.
I touched her hands,
and held her close,
On her waist rests my hands,
And with rhythm chimes her toes.

I look deep inside,
of her pupils alive.
Her lowly laid eyes,
where her beauty resides.
She passes a smile as light as a feather,
touched by the tenderness, her love prospers.

And I took her by her arms,
raised her above her stance.
Breathe warm round her neck,
took her in my own deck,
blew apart the melody of her hair,
whispered the words, I longed to share,
Though this dance might be the last,
If not in body I can,
Would preserve it in soul as now I am.....

Washed away in Rain

She saw me through the dripping drops,
the drops wavering my soaring hopes.
My eyelids heavy wet and low,
but there still lingered a smile below.

She held her hands in a quivering fit,
And held her breath like a sword in a sheath.
Closed her eyes and tasted the rain,
To just say, she'll be gone.
Never be back again.

My lips faked a subtle smile.
And raised a toast high.
Of memories and time,
All spent in a merry sublime.

And she turned around,
her faltering steps echoing away.
Relieved to see the relief at bay,
She saw his peace on face.
But failed to see those precious drain,
Mixed with love and pain,
His tears washed away in rain...

Never Close yet a Departure

In the air,
Tasting the air of affection.
The times been contagious.
Seems like the prize for I've waited for.
For now remains nothing for me to mature.
And I long to find her.

Got a photograph of her smile.
The distance playing its own tune,
With each of her steps going away by miles,
from this processed sanity
And I weaken with each song it sings.

Hope still lingers on.
Has my conscience shown?
Has the springs wind blown?
The kindness all disappeared?
And I drink my own solitude.
Sitting alone amidst the empty crowd.

So I tread the path,
High up where I find me to myself,
Stand by the cliff,
Looking below to the see the familiarity,
tears shadowing my eyes,
and a still laughter across my face flies,
watching below the world I know,
Which to her I never could show....