The Dance

The child that lives in each of us.

Awaken summers child to hearts becoming
born of freedom, smiles, and laughter
given unto sin of decadence and desire
the nights were young
here and now was love
as the sea seeks the sand-

The day as beautiful prose
that which I remember
when you took my hand
amber kisses like dewdrops
upon the roses
this is the song to which
I dance each day
that carries me wherein
the music I no longer hear-

Spent memories my only friend
and I find my love story
lost among the stars
How I wish I could have
one last dance-

Let the music flood my soul
with divinity and purpose
but let it not be as vapors
let it always be as living water
that I may drink and thirst no more-