This Dance the Joy of Existence
I love you, not for what you are,
but for what I am when I am with you.
(Dedicated to my sweetheart Michele)
My love wanders the rooms, melodious,
flute notes, plucked wires,
full of a wine the magi drank
on the way to Bethlehem.
We are three. The moon comes
from its quiet corner, puts a pitcher
of water down in the center.
The circle of surface flames.
One of us kneels to kiss the threshold.
One drinks, with wine-flames playing over his face.
One watches the gathering,
and says to any cold onlookers,
This dance is the joy of existence.
I am filled with you.
Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul.
There’s no room for lack of trust, or trust.
Nothing in this existence but that existence.
Danny and Annie
Danny Perasa and his wife, Annie, came to StoryCorps to recount their twenty-seven-year romance. As they remember their life together from their first date to Danny’s final days with terminal cancer, these remarkable Brooklynites personify the eloquence, grace, and poetry that can be found in the voices of everyday people when we take the time to listen.
“This is such an incredibly powerful piece. Their love is…wow…it’s what I’ve always imagined love to be. Thank you so much for sharing this. I can’t stop crying!”
“That was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard. Annie was an amazingly lucky woman to have such a wonderful man for all those years.”