A MOMENT LOST

Love demands courage. Those who hesitate are truly lost.

This is where they froze us in time,

on a ballroom floor, your waist

warm against my hand, your ear

nuzzled at my mouth, waltz time and

promises suspended in the soundless.

We who vacillated in love,

what fugitives we have become,

stilled in the between, incised

beneath the surface of cold stone,

an intaglio of blue dancers.