Dierdre

That day, I felt the way you danced to life.

That day, I knew you would be mine.

Mine.

But you are not an object, not even a person.

You are an abstract thought, that my soul cannot hold.

You are the wind swayed by love's symphonies.

You are the sky I have yet to reach.

You are the heartbeat that passes like a fleet.

Still, I've fallen for your swirls.

The way your hands interlock with mine.

My dream, my ghost, you... my unsung lullaby.