"My Nicholas"

Mouths are moving
There is no sound

Feet are tapping
There is no beat

People are dancing
There's no music

No words, taciturn
No beat, devoid
No music, silence
No anomaly, conformity

Then I see him

Soft music flows now
A steady beat: my pulse
Angelic voices sighing words

That's when I met him
That's when I loved him
That's when I let him go

My Nicholas.