A Dance To The End... - Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
Of all words I’ve heard, yours echoed- like nothing ever could:
“May I have this dance for all my life; would you dance me to the end of love? ”
In my aloneness, under the apple tree, I “daydream of all you said” to me…
Just under that tree, sweet rapture that symphony played, way back when.
Years wasted, but I still think of you, remembering how we were again.
How did I guess, you’d rest your coat near mine, for hopes renewed in time.
Nor could I foresee 'you'd find-me' and leave no-doubt and breathe within…
Light of your-ways, for those days, released my prison doors foolish from sin.
Your bright eyes “drew me to your side, ” as the ocean’s tide came to shore.
'Dance me to the end of love' you said, and 'I shall never ask for more…”
Tear-filled heart “for what you released that day; your check-mate told the score.
Defenses gone, humbly I bowed to trust God’s path (around the bend) for more.
That's the beginning, not the end; time had made us more than friends.
Soul-mates for life, and a little one make-tree; we still dance-under the apple tree!
'Dance me to the end' you said, as your living-words still dance in my head.
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