White laden—back arched against the brilliant cold—
your example locks my admiration and my empathy
in an embrace that doesn’t know what to do with itself.
My perception puts you in an instant of deep bend,
the dance fully engaged,
captured in its most dramatic moment.
I am frozen myself,
awaiting your rise to my arrogance.
We are trapped in the instant:
you forever arched in your white gown
and me forever fooled
by the illusion of command.
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A winner! Thank you, Jim. All the best for 2016 -Melissa
Yes’m. May we both find magic in our shoes.