Morning Dance At the Coffee Shop

Morning Dance At the Coffee Shop

Guitar curves
Of her ballerina legato movements
On an air for the G String
With the flowering in her steps
A firebird dance for the rites of spring
That shine in the morning light of her eyes
When her leotards are snug
As the halo of Venus
At the twinkle of dawn
With the cracking of her smile
Like a dark fissure in the ice
Of the Jovian moon, Europa