There is a bridge
It is a rope bridge.
There is a breeze across it.
There is sweet water beneath it.
There is thick green on either side of it.
Step out in bare feet,
Feel the wet boards,
The rope railings love your hands.
Come across half way and
Meet me there--
Please kiss me.
Over and over...
There is a reason I love a dancer.
There is a reason I wore this dress
Just for you.
Let the world shift and fall away.
We can wrap around each other's bodies like a rope bridge,
Like us in the thin air,
Wet and spinning world,
Like figurines on a music box,
Toes curled and
Carried away on the current we have given ourselves up to.