Gyrations, gyrations
wayward glances
impatience
I sigh at your
blaring beauty
in amazement

Hard of hearing
but beautiful
half deaf with
whole pure
genuine soul

Signs upon signs
eyes aglow
and alive
you held onto my hand
when i shook yours good night

i heard it in your voice
i hear it now in my head
"Rebecca is my name,
but just call me Bella instead"