and it ends with a dance

may have given thought to the idea of marriage once before
and the reasons I figured I’d never go down that road
must have numbered at least five
but on that day we first met
at rehearsal for our friends’ wedding dance routine
something in my soul said that I, and far too soon, had found a wife

I guess there’s some truth to what they say
about the wedding guest curse
that at those events… singles too, often find a match
and ain’t it funny that it was just happenstance
how it was there that our paths came to intersect

and how coincidental
that moments after I had joked that we’d be next
you did go on to catch the bouquet

so now that you’re in the Burg
and I in the Cape
both way too busy and away from home
all we can do is text

and when I do flirt
I try to put it all in the context
of just two strangers who once upon a time shared a dance

Β© Heath Muchena, 2015


7 Comments on “and it ends with a dance”

  1. It is a sublime blessing, to have met the mate of one’s soul, at the confirming ceremony of others.

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  2. I of July says:

    putting it in your words is so much more romantic, righteous one πŸ™‚


  3. How many women such as this have walked through my presence?

    Mmmm… but one still lingers, not too far away.

    Lovely in the telling, Heath. Absolutely lovely.

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  4. I of July says:

    thanks Pat, reading that made me smile and laugh… good to know you’ve gone down the love linger lane πŸ™‚

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  5. Oh my… more than once, my friend… but only one still simmering. : )

    Writing it made me laugh, too. πŸ˜‰

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  6. I of July says:

    πŸ™‚ memory delights

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