I sit here looking out the window

Watching the rain come down

Thinking soon it will be time to sow

But still I have a frown

The nights dance

Drawing ever closer

I wonder if there is a chance

It won’t be a togo sir

My mind is off in a distant place

Thinking of you and your way

Filled with that great style and grace

I end up speechless not knowing what to say

But the words utter from my finger tips

Cause with here there are no lips

To get in the way of these strong feelings

That I have been hiding with my dealings

My focus is lost

Cause I feel alone

Cold as jack frost

My heart can only grown

My heart still cries

For all those hellos

And even those goodbyes

When in this pit

There is nothing to do but get out

For I must have true grit

Cause I may lull about

I want to move and sway

With with you by my side

I hope you don’t drift away

For then I might hide

When I get out of here

scream and dance

Cause i have no fear

Willing to take a chance

I will dance for you

It will keep me strong through and true

Life moves to a beat

No time to take a seat

I have no idea if you will show

But I am reggie to go

And i wonder if this week I will glow…….

A dedication to the woman who has filled me with mystery and chance

in the hopes that she might show up for a dance.