"She" is a treasure as is this poem.

Oh God Jon!!
I am definitely saving this one!
it IS a work of the heart..and THAT is the art of arts!

..am saving this! YES!
Blessings..
Vesna :)

‘til she held my hand these drunken feet
knew not the harmony of tolerant dance
peg legs now glide in the flourish of tests
she leads I follow performing above my best

I have seldom read a more touching, eloquent or visual depiction of the esprit of love than this uplifting dance, Jon. The decorated language is so light and musical it truly plays a waltz on the heartstrings! There is an awe and a wonder here, too, that also makes it feel like hallowed ground. Just beautiful! :)) xx

Jon,

So beautifully written, as are all your poems. She's a lucky woman.

Mary

THEY SAY THAT OPPOSITES ATTRACT...SEEMS IN THIS CASE, IT IS ALSO A HUGE BLESSING...FROM ABOVE. MUCH FAITH AND LOVE TO YOU AND YOURS. THANKS FOR SHARING. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

...I bet those drunken feet soberbed up and and gave a performance of five stars plus...love this poem! dance on...
Blessings,
Christine

The combo of humour and the candid expression of passion is simply marvelous. And, like most blokes, I totally relate to this.

An offering as flowing as a Viennese
Walz would be Your dance!!! *Jon*

Lady Vivian

Splendid offering!!

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Love Tinka

Indeed! The right person will do wonders for one's self and life outlook; I speak from recent experience, Jon. Thank you for sharing, my friend. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,

Regis

Outstanding writing Jon Michael, the right partner for any dance makes all the difference.
Peace and love, Carole~

Yes indeed, masterfully you pull the strings together of that special spirit that makes the puppet dance, I can fully relate to this, for I know that truth. Bless ya Jon!

I cannot relate, my friend, for I always led the dance. On the other hand, for those shy on the dance floor it takes a great woman to lead them out. As my ability to walk waned, I found a strong woman who helped me survive a continual fall as we pirouetted across the floor, amazing the audience with the power of the dance that was all hers, to my relief.

Beautifully written with a remarkably unique set of phrases.

Ron

You relate masterfully, this is splendid!
Such wonderful lines "Her crown atop my pate a gratuity/her disposition anoints rascally types"
Blessings this Thanksgiving and always,
Christine

"..tolerance persuades a saint's etiquette"
now there's a thought and line to die for..
and that final line "...performing above my best'
is, too, masterly. Here, Jon, My Friend,
you perform magnificently, this is a poem
to savour and save.
Yes!

John

love leads the way and all we can do is follow in its dance and hope we can keep on step ...

passionate perfection ...

Jon, this an awsome description of a real friend,
And by the way, a keeper.
Excellent writing.

Walt