Ballroom Dancing

I never learned how to let you lead,

but you take me,

across the floor,

across the world,

with each tepid,

tempted touch of your hand.

I lead you astray,

but you’re still the one,

taking us across the floor,

across those lines,

with every touch,

I go from mine,

to yours,

to mine,

again.

We are a kaleidoscope,

rabid rainbows,

under our own spell,

spinning until we cannot stand,

to be apart,

to be alone,

to stand at all.

I fall,

for you,

into you,

onto you,

but it won’t do,

for us to stay,

for you have your life,

and I have mine,

and this was just a dance.

-x-

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