Dance

I am learning how to dance.....
in the rain.......
admits the lightning,
not jumping
when thunder arises
and dreaming of the
rainbow of promise.
This man who possess
more beauty my eyes
have ever beheld 
is taking my hand in his....
brushes off the dirt,
strokes my cheeks,
cresses me gently and
reminds me.
I take one step out.....and
one step in
He spins me and a thrill, a rush......
for only a moment
But leaves me breathless,
He brings me in close, 
so close I can smell His sent,
Staring into His eyes,
the love is too profound, 
something my soul has searched for
We move together and I feel secure,
and I am lost in the rhythm.