She stood in her native pose
too straight, I thought
chin was up and spine made
its gentle S curve I've pictured
in wakened dreams so many times
but her shoulders seemed hunched
it was noon so that could have been it
but it was midnight too,
in another part of the world.

We danced a pas de deux
all across green lawns that stretched
as far as eye could see, as far
as I could see there were no limits
to my bliss, I kissed her then and there
and I thought I heard a host of cherubim
but it was only a honey bee
lingering in the fading light of evening
while dawn arose in another part of the world.