Farewell Dance

Today’s task is to feel the love in 55 words. ┬áIt’s a poem for both d’Verse Poets and G-Man’s Friday Flash 55.

dead flower

dancing in the dark,
cover of night to
shield the tears
on my cold cheek
as you hold me close;
strong arm on
the small of my back,
guiding me across
the hushed room
to quiet of the bed,
to sweet good-byes
before you leave
in the morning
to answer the
soldier’s call of duty