A week of poems #4: Ring

Infinity dances in the ring.

On it a smile is etched.

Embedded in steel and love,

The ring turns ahead.

Twirl and spin

As it blurs from within.

A step here careens then yonder

As matters at hand one does ponder.

So with love in hand

With a dance and a twirl

I see a world of love

As the ring is awhirl.