Love Dance (poem)

Love Dance
by Tim Kavi

love went dancing
at a
love dance

hands in hands
toes on toes
face to face

a dancing suit
she said

moving as one
consort
gentle guiding
first one
leads
then the other

she teaches me
a graceful stepping
I teach her
love's gentle
following

our lips are close
hearts beat
across each movement

a swift musical
moment
moving
navigating
life

moving even amongst
dancing Siva
the mothering
of Durga

there are no
dancers
like us

his charming eyes
her happy smile
afterwards
they have a drink

at the punchbowl
of love.