Poem Poetry: Tango

When love dances

It’s in the spin, in the twist

Moments in movement

Glances caught between crescendo and cantata

Magic encapsulated in

My between

Your pirouette

Our tango.

It’s expungence and dynamic

Liquid love drips from this passion this flow

We have become intrinsic instrumental cords

Strung between love

Harmony and more

Resonant we melt

Intimate we stamp a fragrance of eternity to this day.

Perfume the way love moves

To Tango.

Liam May 2019