Alison

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