We Are Dancing the Dance

Here we are now ~ trying to feel the music

trying to find the steps we took so long ago

and that song . . . what was it?

Can’t remember . . . just your arms

around me strong and tender . . . tender still

but strong, my Love, no more.

It is me who’s holding You now

and a new song is playing

teaching us a different dance

moves and turns so unfamiliar

We never saw it coming, did we?

And all the while a storm was brewing

off the coast of Forever ~ whispering our names

warning us to put up the shutters and get ready

Your beautiful eyes are tired now

your limbs so weak, and yet

you smile at me still, with your precious heart

and we’ll hold each other and dance this dance

until one day the music ends.

Joanne Cucinello  2017