I saw you dancing at the Grand Rose ball
As ‘round that polished floor you swayed and swooned,
So like a nascent blossom’s buoyant fall
You floated gently,  blown about the room.
Never had I seen such loveliness—
Such artful motion melded to a song,
Yet in that moment when my gaze digressed,
The music ended and the bloom was gone.
I could not find you; yes I searched in vain
Among the roses that did walls adorn;
Each florets’ smile bore symbols of my pain;
Sweet haunting perfume left my soul forlorn.
Perhaps my eyes betrayed, thus so it seems…
Yet slumber closed, I dance with you in dreams.

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