Unforgettable

Composure nearly eludes my grasp

as I enter the ballroom…

There are no words…

and speaking them would only lend credibility

to their authenticity if there were.

No… best we ignore what we cannot change anyway…

Gingerly I assume the proper stance, but your firm

hand on the curve of my back is more than I can bear…

and I begin to crumble.

With an unapologetic, admonishing expression

you lock my gaze and my grip.

Suddenly present in the moment,

my eyes meet yours with a fevered determination.

Flawless and fluid we execute our passion

to powerful instrumentals.

Whatever this is or isn’t,

if it has to be the last time,

what it will be is unforgettable.

Copyright 6/14/2011

Dani Heart

Red Dragon Fire

I haven’t always seen you…

You’re so adept at flying under the radar.

I suspect you get that from your mom.

I’m so proud of the man you have grown into and I’m a little shocked sometimes at the glimpses I see of myself in your character.

Your flame is constant, steady and often playfully mischievous with a slight hint of underlying sadness.

Perhaps at thirty you’ve already seen and know too much?

Many underestimate you…at their own peril I suspect, and I find that refreshing.

You have surprised me in the best of ways with candor, insight, warmth, and wisdom beyond your years.

I wish you a long life filled with happiness. When life’s struggles find you, I hope they only serve to forge your armor stronger and when faced with your enemies may your red dragon hellfire rain down on and incinerate them accordingly. 😉

©Dani Heart

4-26-2022

(For Jeremy)

Banana Seats, Blue Eyes and Laughter

And so you said with your eyes intent and beaming

“Just try… we’ll do it together and if we start to fall

I’ll put my feet down… just try”.

If ever there was someone who could will

something into existence it was you!

Then with sweaty, trembling hands,

pushing years of denigration out of my head,

I gripped the bars stood atop the highest pedal

and pushed off hard with my other foot.

We wobbled horribly while gaining momentum,

but to my complete incredulity we did not fall!

How perfect that I experienced my first

inklings of freedom amidst your hoots and hollers,

and encouraging smacks of camaraderie…

the day I learned to ride a bike.

(For Billy)

Copyright  2/8/2011

Dani Heart