To Dance with My Father again


Some words, some brands, some refrains
Send that chill down the spine sometimes.
Never dreaming, never ending, simply lilting,
It’s the voice of Luther Vandross
That does it almost all of the time.

All my travels and all the travails
Melt away like the snow in the light.
Could it be the message from within
That pounds away at the heart?
It’s just Luther, the voice of my nights.

Try as I may my will can’t resist
The tears from rolling down.
My eyes and the melody are praying
For another glance another chance
To dance with my father again.

Bevagna, 19 6 2012

NB: The title and the last two lines are borrowed from the song
'Dance with my father' performed by the late Luther Vandross.