One moment she's there. <br />Another moment she's flown away. <br />To practice her dance of life. <br />To ancestors or maybe <br />walking coastline dreaming. <br />She arrives in time back <br />shining like green stone light. <br />Alluring and elegant as ever <br />when she's been practicing. <br />Dancing on pure air. <br /> <br />I quake at her loveliness. <br />Other evening shook so hard. <br />Left sanctuary off tall bed. <br />She discovered me fallen. <br />Uncovered me sunshine morning. <br />As she gave kiss of life. <br />Said lover writer boy. <br />'You've been out dancing <br />where spirit shadows fly <br />upon other moonlight shore'. <br /> <br />I form majestic phrases. <br />Love enchanting words to tell. <br />Accept her veil slips away. <br />Hope she won't in turn shift. <br />Nor let her heart drift. <br />Instead I stammer and say. <br />'Just been with you, <br />my sweet ocean lover fair'. <br />Is just like dancing. <br />Dancing on pure air.<br /><br />Wayne Falconer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-on-pure-air/
