The Curious Dance
The music begins.
Two people, virtual strangers,
step warily toward each other
The rhythm rises causing each
to take steps foreign to their feet.
The beat rises, gaining strength.
The resistance begins to fade…
Soon the distance between them
becomes smaller, less important.
The introduction ends, songs drift
from one into the next, unnoticed.
Leaning toward her, hand outstretched,
He invites her to be one
with his body and spirit.
Trembling soft, she accepts.
His hand closes over hers.
The chasm closed, he enfolds her
in a clinging, sweet embrace…
Strong enough to steady her weakness
Gentle enough to quell her fears…
She wonders what he is thinking
as they turn across the floor…
Once single steps now intertwine
waiting for a whisper or a sign…
movement separates interfering
as the room is slowly clearing
But then her body he greets warmly
Rhythm falters for a kiss.
The hour late, stars are falling
Chairs returned to the farthest wall.
A song of spirit melts the silence
Their feet caress the wooden floor
Only two hear hearts embracing
Over the glorious angels’ roar.