Susan

Susan  (E) A tribute poem for my late wife. Susan J, Schrebe (September 13, 1958-September 26, 2014) #2201730 by Chris Breva

She is rocking my brain to this day
Susan has the touch
She is standing near me now
She is leaning on my every pen stroke
She is dancing in the room
Her dress is swirling around her body
She is kissing me as we twirl
I hug her to me.

She is twirling and spinning
Her dress flying through the air
A tango or a polka
She is dancing them all
Her body writhing with the music
My chest beating out a rhythm
Speaking without talking we dance.

I entered this poem into a love poems challenge on another site.