This Dance

If there were days enough...


I would learn the Dance,

to dance with you.



The flood light becomes the sunrise...

as we ascend to the heavens like Icarus,

only to fall to the earth again...

and again.



This is my dream...

to awake to anothers dream

to another time...

when you knew my face,

and I knew yours...

and our dance was not for one...

but two.

Gregory O'Seasnain