I wish you love
the singer croons as she twirls
herself, leading the dance
as he holds her hand
and she dances around
his frail ego
pulling him close
and letting him go
as he stumbles and waits
following her gaze
she commands the floor
and he follows
a beat late once more
shriveling in her presence
but who can blame him
as she glows brighter
as he fumbles
yet again.











