When my rhythm melds with your rhythm
we discover what love means in our hearts.
I write a poem all night with my flashlight-pen
while listening to Satchmo sing: What a wonderful world…
We fall asleep dancing cheek to cheek
to the beat of the earth’s pulsations.
Stand-up applauding stars are led
by a baton-wielding black guy in the sky.
When you flap your wings and begin to fly—
it makes me no longer want to rock
on my rocking chair and wait to die.
Milton P. Ehrlich Ph.D. is an 89-year-old psychologist and a veteran of the Korean War. He has published poems in The Antigonish Review, London Grip, Arc Poetry Magazine, Descant Literary Magazine, Wisconsin Review, Red Wheelbarrow, Christian Science Monitor, and the New York Times.