Fly With Me
Dancing alone, my eyes gleaming toward
starry, wondrous sky;
Twirling in counter-clockwise
Arms extended, hands reaching
opposite corners of the universe—
Fingertips longing for delightful taste,
Wishing for Love to raise me,
Toes lifting off soft, green
Where separations fuse,
detachment evaporates like intense
Summer storm, quickly dissipating
into atmospheric tranquility.
Finding you, dancing alone;
A unique rhythm guiding your feet—
not unlike my own,
Do you wish, as I, to know one song?
All along, designs were
placed, creating a masterpiece-
Universal ecstasy for our pleasure.
Fly with me,
I’ll meet you high above the clouds,
contentedly abandoning loneliness—
Intermingling independent movement,
weaving our heart’s strings—
a new tune—
Together, we soar.
-Gabrielle Cianfrani 2007