Ghost Dancer - Dream Poem

Ghost Dancer    
We dive into the Lake Pontchartrain night †  
Like strangers bound by her need for a ride † †
Riding the web of concrete †  
Through the thick darkness †  
The thirtysomething lady of my evening †  
Could be my wife beaming from the crack of forever †  
Even with the serious Russian visage of her grandmother † †
With no berth to bed her head †  
Her need for rest takes up my offer for digs †  
I open the memory album of years and tears gone by †  
The young woman sees herself † †
In the looking glass of a woman she never met †  
Her eastern European Jewish ethnicity †  
Like unto my wife becomes a matchmaker †  
We leaf through the pages of the past †  
To the western odyssey † †  
With Marsha the hipster heroine † †
Seen at Grand Canyon sunset †  
The oracle of her fall into a chasm so deep †  
That the upward climb proved formidable †  
But not impossible now that this living incarnation †  
Graces my space †  
Our courtship becomes a modern dance †  
Which glued my wife and me into a bond of love †  
The young woman holds my hands †  
We press our palms and raise our knuckles †  
Making fiery fists joined as one
by love rekindled †  
She follows my moves in our ghost dance
Written by goldenmyst
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