For Bridgette

I see you out the corner of my eye

a glance

a gesture

your hand gliding

your foot sliding

but as I play the song,

focused overwhelmingly on my fingers and my heartbeat

I cannot see the whole story

you are telling

yet

I know

that whatever narrative, or

whatever adventures your dance takes you on

I trust that

you step in the footprints of poetry

you spin on the breath of the song,

blue as the sky

blue as the night

and just the same

full of wild birds

and starlight