He lingers on the edges
Of a universe askew
I am dancing in the courtyard
Garden fountain flowing
The music’s in the summer breeze
There are flowers in my hair
This dress is swishing softly
The grass bedecked with dew
There’s a tension to this moment
Each step, each turn, each beat
Will he step forward to the dance
Or back again with chilly feet
The moon is shining brightly
The dawn is soon to break
This dance is almost over
The pipes have all been played
My arms are tracing patterns
Against the starry morn
The spell is almost finished
Fate is almost cast
He lingers on the edges
Of a universe askew

As always wondered imagery Wendy. Abstract enough to arouse the imagination and vivid enough to paint beautiful pictures… your mastery!
Thank you so much! Sorry it took me so long to get to this – I was offline while moving location temporarily!