A Soul-Mate Dance
The prism of light shifts and changes within me,
Glistening and reflecting the beauty.
The colours shimmer a piece of my soul.
I am alight,
My breeze lifts you,
A thought of you.
As delightful sounds fill the air.
I dance to the rhythm of the night i met you,
I silently am.
A place in the stillness of youth,
Where age means beauty.
I command myself to presence,
A place of self-truth,
A place of love and honesty.
A place when the endeared are kept in my soul space,
I have a place for you, my love.
My home and you are one.
My love, my light,
This is the place I dance with you.
(Saturday 23 June 2007 Bolton, UK)