Years erode and memories scatter
Subtle imprints
Of your touch
I reach in faith but only flounder
Anchor…
And to kindness clutch
I remember…
Your first look
My purpose took
And spirit quickly won
Your first smile
Is blinding while
Inept I stutter on
And then…
The ritual dance
I blow my chance
Hopeless fumble
Passion stumble
Ardour crumble
...and I never dance again