The dance.

A ballad resonating against these lit walls.
You sweep me up in your arms
And we spin in laughter
We dance, our winter ball.

I imagine
Myself in a white gown
Holding on to your gravity.
It pushed me down.

Falling in love
The beauty of love
A moment of ecstacy
Never enough

The tingle of your skin
Electric and something sweet
I landed deeper into
Your island of violent serenity

But all's gone now!
All gone.
I danced in the corridor, lonely.
I placed my hand in an awkward position
Where your shoulders should be
A ghost of your face I held.
I tiptoed to kiss it
and smiled in happiness
As the remainders of my heart bled.