If I were to sometime see you dance, I know my heart would sing,
perhaps once the circumstance, betwixt between and everything
Never once have I thought it through, but now the ends in sight
You creating the maid mist’s view and me, the wandering knight
Some say its better left in dreams, but nothing is just what it seems
The dream to you it may seem small, but certain magic enables all
From prior lives I know you well but have never seen you swirl
I’d love to share the forest floor with you and join you in a twirl
To float about with smoke and sky, to use the heavens as our swing
If I were to sometime see you dance, I know my heart would sing
Sighs of Smoke… Beautiful!