Soulmate

 

My lover is a danzatore,

Staging a ballet on the black n' white floor,

Splendidly balancing the high and the low

and the inevitable accidentals so delicately a part of the show.

Always beside me, my ballerino

Making me both anxious and elated alike

With his poised moves one step at  time

Drawing my being into a deep pause when he is silent.

Breath to my life, and life to my essence, Oh melodic figurant,

With you I yearn to be through ev'ry measure,

With you will I dance my days of ache and glee

My perfect match, my biggest blessing, 

My true lover- oh lovely Sonata!

~priya~