How unfair it is
That anyone should be so beautiful
So graceful and unplanned
So soft spoke and
Surprisingly
Approachable
How terrible that one such as myself
Admittedly brazen
Approaching fearless
Should be reduced to giggling avoidance
Of the mere thought
Of the mere inquiry
Of the mere possibility
Of a mere dance
You will be missed, Stranger
Off wandering the continent
We hardly knew ye
But we were looking
From across the floor
We were a little stunned
Even into silence
Later into laughter
At our own silliness, how could we have worried
So graceful and so lovely
But just a human, after all
You will be missed