Her Groovy Heart

She’s so groovy, her heart dancing free. You see, her love has never needed anything to prove. Her love swayed so smooth, my heart and soul jumped the line — bought a forty-year ticket, so my heart groove endless abound her soul train. Grooving together, life’s deep beat brought the funk, love sublime brought the fun. Year after year, we both spun the record of our hearts — the one and two, you and me giving love’s dance floor its sweetest vibe. Our Dearest Joy, 80’s funk branded our love its groovy little DJ. The rhythm, the rhyme, vibing to the end of time. My heart captured in the flow, my soul basking in the light of her luminous glow. Yes, her love is such a groovy thang. And even when the lights are a little dim, my heart slow dances to my favourite love song — You are my lady. Sweet lady, words that once got lost all those years ago, whisper its love notes in a timeless way. There’s nothing that I’d rather do, than spend every moment with you. I love you so. You’re everything I needed and more. Keep it coming love, come dance with me. Rest your love on my heart, let its due seep onto the dance floor of forevermore. At no point would my heart, ever be ready to let you go.

*** This piece is a special tribute to my lady, celebrating her sixteenth birthday… again. Her heart and mine, has been grooving on the soul train for 40 years, her sweet sixteen being the first. August 26, 1986. ***

WCR