THE ENDLESS DANCE

MY
love and I are
like two quail in a field;
eyes locked in a fiery stare
pursuing each other in a circle.

Our dance is an endless journey;
in the distance the whippoorwill
provides the musical beat ;
as ravens tapped their feet.

Locked in an unbreakable embrace
we dance round; and round;
the crickets play their violins
and the chipmunks sing off key.

ONLY lovers connected to earth
could raise such dust and interest;
in a short while the whole field
is alive with dancing feet.

Oh my beautiful partner
thank you for making it
possible for us to have
an endless dance of love.

I hear the music from our hearts!