Love’s Meeting

The sheer sophistication of her presence

Causes the room to fall silent as

She glides across the mahogany floor

As if walking on air, though

There are no airs about her.

Men clamor for her attention

And women wish they could be her

As their amber eyes morph to emerald

Her beauty and grace tempered

The room as each melodic tone

From the saxophone caressed

Her ears like lovers from her past.

Men whose tears now bottled

Upon a shelf in her heart, as

She vowed to each one

How special they were

Never negating their

Strength as a man,

But knowing within her soul

They were not her one and true mate.

Her head sways to the music

As her hips follow in a trance

Commanded by each beat of the drum.

Engulfed by the pulsing sounds

She swirls around and around

Forgetting she is not the only one there.

From across the room, he stares at her

In amusement, wondering who is

This woman who has grasped the

Attention of both men and women.

The pursuit of his happiness

Consumes him as he approaches

Her with caution, not wanting to

Disrupt her groove.

Their bodies move from time

Into eternity as they dance

The night away. Their embrace

Grows stronger with each

New song played.

Their hearts now intertwined

By chance and circumstance

As souls mate on a first date

However, this is not a one night stand.

Love’s call is answered

By the beating of their

Hearts, pounding together

In sync with the rhythm of life.

He inhales as she exhales

Forming a symbiotic relationship

the two are now one.

Kisses consummate

The dance shared

In this secret ceremony

Conducted by a jazz band.

As wind instruments

pronounce them man and wife,

Tickled ivories laugh

With glee at this union

Of souls bound together

As they transcend through

Space and time.