Shining Fairy

With the wild leaves, she banters around, only to get lost and never be found. She hides among the petunias, bright. She looks like a fairy, dancing in the light. One moment here, another, there. She vanishes like fog in the thin air. She is coated with the darkness of a night sky, my shiny,…

An Evening Of Dance

Wouldn’t you let me hold your hand if you happen to stumble or hold mine if I do, for we are all flawed humans trying to make sense of our imperfections?