Ode to a Swede

How unfair it is
That anyone should be so beautiful
So graceful and unplanned
So soft spoke and

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

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