He is a cottonwood of a man.
Born again – as they say
And I, a child of the earth.
My motto –
Excess in moderation.
Billy asked me to dance.
I had one eye on him since he lumbered
Through the door.
He took my arm and led me
To the floor.
Is this romance?
All graceful and awkward instances.
Billy says we’ll have to practice this
One hundred times before we get it right.
I don’t mind.