Friday, July 21, 2006

dance is grandeur

Where the nocturnal
man goes
in
and
out
of his
endless, moon-drenched beach;
where violet-blue hues
crease the majestic sky,
this is where I
stand
and
believe that
dance is grandeur.

3 comments:

mermaid said...

It must have been a pure moment.

ree said...

very nice insightful moment...

Free Spirit said...

I do believe that you are getting to be more and more of a romantic, dear sir. :)