--HER WORLD IS A PERSONAL VARIETY SHOW

 

Light

 

It’s not yet dawn so

 

there’s not much light

 

The lawn is damp with dew

 

if I’m guessing right

 

But maybe we should

 

go dancing anyway

 

barefoot on the grass 

 

like we’d do when we were kids

 

and the idea of love seemed

 

like the moon a distant place

 

up there glowing shiny and beautiful

 

like a girl in her first prom dress

 

waiting for someone else's knock