From a short distance
you dance so carelessly
your eyes seeming to call
but your earlier words clearly
proclaiming an imperial “Stop!”

I’m so sorry
that so many
have done you so
so wrong.

Your energy is infectious
and I want to know more
about what made you you
but I fear that any approach
would be far less than appreciated.

I remain a radius away
while wishing something else
entirely
as the radio plays
song after song
that speaks to me
as you sing along.