there are three sounds filling my ear
you hear two
there are five circles 'round your head
you know one
you are so much all inside this figure
this figure that dances-waltzes
in attentive carelessness
teach me how-
how to hear just the beat and your breath
down- helicopter chopping my composure
up- your hand leading my hip, your finger lifting my chin
up- eyes steady on each other
down, up-up. down, up-up. down, up-up.
you've always called me a better dancer,
maybe the better dancer would know it's all about the moment
you live there so well
show me how to not be swept up by worries- what might be.
teach me not to get my toes in a tangle
guide me by those even breaths...
down, up-up. down, up-up. down, up-up. down.