For You,

You know who you are.

All the way across the world, and all over my heart.

We are dancers, our waltz a menagerie of steps that sometimes, sometimes I cannot keep up with. Every time I forget a step, I make up a new one, and together with your sure feet and my imagination, we will dance across the miles that separate us.

Our dance will cross mountains, valleys, rivers and plains. The tap-tap-tap of our feet will beat the beauty out of the earth, and should we look back, we'll find a landscape of affection. The sunrise will be my dress, flowing and golden and strong, it will flow across our landscapes and touch everything as you sweep me across the floor. And your suit will be the moon, dark and severe and perfect in every movement. We'll be, beat, become time, moving across the land and simultaneously create and control it. The world will be at our whim, and nevermore will it part us.