And The Brim Cannot Hold It Anymore Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is a dance that comes to you naturally
you never planned it
it even comes without any music from a radio
or from a neighbor's loud video

it is the same with a song
you do not even know the lyrics but it comes
on that spur of the moment
when you give yourself to another
without any corresponding number
without any weighing
of consequences
when you surrender not because your are defeated
but because
you have become full
and the brim cannot hold it anymore