I played my guitar, a circle of friends all singing along,
till you edged your way into the ring, blending your voice.
There was no decision, your eyes and their smile
had caught me for life. I fumbled my chords, while waiting
to dance with you all of our days. Your toes courted danger
by slipping mouse-like, evading my two big left feet.
 

                                   8 April 2024