#dance me

Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn

Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon Show me slowly what I only know the limits of Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long We’re both of us beneath our love, we’re both of us above Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn Dance me to the end of love

At dVerse Bjorn is hosting Meeting The Bar, with an invitation to write an American Cinquain. dVerse Poets – MTB – Cinquains Revisited Video: taken two weeks ago, blurred, a tiny jumping spider. American Cinquain (2-4-6-8-2) Dance Me come playli'll happenstancespin me a spider songwrap me in the goss of your tunedance me Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent CannonAll Rights Reserved ®️

Ohhhh dance me to the end of love

Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of