Love Takes A Bow

My very essence, most centered core


does where grows a love


and with it, so too great beauty.

My Love sets both into motion.

Spinning, dancing, a ballet divine.

Finale nearing, the curtain drops,


heavenly bliss, my soul entwined.

Standing, leaping, it floats away.

I cannot help it, my soul must rise.

Turning 'round, looking down



from Zenith it shouts,

"Encore! ENCORE!!"'



-JOhn PatRiCk DaviS