glitter under her eyes and stars spread
across her legs
since the big bang I've waited to see
her sparkle
here, in the dim light of a church
basement filled with jazz,
to take her hand and see how music
transports galaxies
into moments where dance overtakes
gravity.
her skirt flies up as she spins–
I pull her back in–
our celestial bodies collide, imbued
with the night's heat
her every movement is flow and freedom,
yearning for an invitation to shine
with brilliant radiance
and I can only hope to borrow her
boundlessness
to embody the beautiful rhythm of the
universe
and dance with her again.
-Zero
