Love Poem: Michael Datcher

On Edge

"We dance this dance
Of wonder
(This slow groove)
Slowly swaying
Carefully moving
Around craving
And desire
Careful not to
Step
Too close
To the edge
The fall is fast

And liberating
But not free
And I cannot fly
Not here
Not yet
We kiss
Once
Our tongues
Have wings
They dance
Whispering
Slowly swaying
Carefully flying
Inside craving
And desire
Trying to seduce
The heart
And the body
And the soul
To join this groove
To fly"

-Michael Datcher