POETRY of The Dancing Hearts

DANCING HEARTS

When our hearts were dancing the souls of evening soared

Banking northernmost by day Southern nights surrendering

Eventide draped in crepe Shrouded longing comes to dusk

Wounded as the daylight stabs reverie shades gray recall

Moments petrified in time;Frozen photographs in my mind

And as the final chill inters

I intend to speak three words

As life began and ends the same

My last breath will call your name