Before the First Dance
Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.
Before the first dance,
she slips into the quiet corridor
with her father's photograph.
No announcement.
No empty spotlight.
Only one minute
for the man who taught her rhythm
and did not live to see the dress.
Then her wife finds her,
stands beside the picture,
and waits.
Together they return
when the music calls them by name.
58 words · 13 lines · Free Verse