The ballet has gone on since dawn
--longer--roles scripted in genes.
She's the graceful butterfly, vibrant,
enticing; he, the hunter, confident, strong,
lured by her rhythm, lumbering in
her rainbow contrail with a clumsy net.
How clever she is, though,
deftly dancing out of reach
while desire climbs its peak
before slyly settling on a leaf,
never betraying surprise
at her capture, letting him believe
their union had something
to do with his choice.
(c)Bill Glose 2007
from The Human Touch
San Francisco, CA
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