Speak rhythms to my heart,
Find fluidity in my soul.

Explain love deeper.
A snapshot through a borrowed lens.

I will step out and hold in a few moments,
waiting and adept

Wrapped in need's conversation,
I will listen while she speaks.
For now is not my time.

Views clouded and garbled,
Mirrors are but the masters of deceit.
Reflecting images far more grandiose than necessary or true.

Not mine.

Speak rhythms to my heart.
Find fluidity in my soul.

Today Compassion and I will dance.

It's her turn to pick the music.

.mac :)