Circumlocution: bend the line back upon itself.
Two years ago, I came into our room
And danced to the subdued light
From another Earth.
I lost myself in the corners,
Bending them with eerie dynamic
To suit my contours.
We were sleeping on the floor then,
And I was proud of the discomfort.
A former commitment; my costume was torn
And I left it on.
I loved you that night so close
That voices merged with the bitter taste of fear.
I held you then as I am holding you now,
And what I've learned since then
I'm giving back to you.
Please, let me speak to your fears
And give them a name.
Your eyes follow mine, testing and loving
And more than a little afraid.
Love you? How could I not,
And still see the ring?
Last night another moon,
And I saw its scattered light
Shifting the angles to soft grays and subtle whites.
My heart beat a little faster--
I took myself to the corners and danced
With light, my love, for you.