One Last Dance
Times goes unseen as it dances across the days
unheard It sings a happy song
unnoticed It soars above the sky
untouched It smiles pirouettes of joy
Only when the music slows becomes aware
Across the room a stained-glass window
where reflects a face surrendering a hidden truth
We look down at our dancing shoes
stained and worn Scuffed and scarred
Souls revealing all the miles not noticed before
For why would secrets be unveiled amidst young hearts
Where years are but pictures minutes only words
Faces once filled with dreams of light stare through fog covered memories
with the eyes of a child astonished and bewildered
how soon a dance turns into a walk
Faltering upon the stones of a pathway a song loudly whispers,
the silence quickly grows
Wind wisping on a canvas of clouds like a dancer whirling past tired eyes
Times has brought forth the steps again
a tender waltz to romance a moment long remembered
Around the floor abandoned in love holding on to yesterday's dreams
Lost in the eyes of a ghostly partner
ONE LAST DANCE
Copyright © Robert Beam | Year Posted 2021
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