Circles And Lines, David G Hubbard

Circles and Lines

David Hubbard © November 10, 2019

In the meadow

A stiletto

I would bet, Oh,

I could get a word with her

She was older

But I told her 

I was bolder

I could shoulder anything

She held me like I was a child 

Unsullied, undefiled

Her eyes, they burned in me

And in the night we danced divine 

In circles and in lines

In time with everything

She was braver 

I could savor

The palaver

Of a raver high on X

In slow motion

A commotion

And the cold sun

On the ocean beating down

And in the night we danced divine 

In circles and in lines

In time with everything

She held me like I was a child 

Unsullied, undefiled

Her eyes, they burned inside of me

She was a dancer 

I was the dance floor

I was a copper 

She was a crime

I couldn’t stop her

But, man, I wanted her

To do it over 

So many times

She was a problem 

I was a problem

That simple math

Just couldn’t define

She lit a path

I followed, if awkward

And we danced 

In circles and lines