Venutian Blind
Like a Roman goddess you sway back and forth along with music and alongside of me, but everywhere I look people are watching, watching you sway, and me sway with you. Can they see through the motions to see what lies beneath it all, deep within our hearts, or is it merely a dance to them, forbidden moves on a Saturday afternoon holding hands in the park? Can they see in us how deeply we love, how sacred our fires burn? Or are they blind to the only goddess who dares tread this path between us carrying love notes from sway to sway? © 2024 @StaceyBattlestheWorld
