Lover

My Achilles heel 

Sings no songs of sweet sorrow 

For my Achilles heel

Takes the shape of my lover 

Dear warmth 

Her words spread across my world

Whispering sweet beginnings 

Tracing delicate arches 

Capturing my breath 

As I look away 

We’re spinning, faster, faster

And like the lighter air 

I can see nothing but her 

Bright eyes bounding 

more than love

Her intricate smile 

takes my hand 

brushes my arms

pulls my waist from behind

And leads, leads, leads 

My Achilles heel 

Sings no songs of sweet sorrow 

But instead

Gifts the awe of an everlasting kiss