Dance With Me

Seamless... Ramblings

Each word I hear follows the rhythm,
is in time with the beat,
spot on regardless of the instruments you try to introduce,
Regardless of the pauses I try to ensue...
When I step left, you step right,
and with the the way you face me,
The timing is just... Perfect.
I swear, sometimes we dance all night,
Not stopping for a moment to catch our breaths,
as we have learned to breathe in through one,
and out through one another.
With each step comes highs and lows,
The pace picking up as my heart is pounding and waiting,
The thoughts of you surrounding and gaining an edge upon me.
Sometimes we dance without sound
and the tempo drops,
the slowing silence suddenly stopping us,
giving us a second to look within...
And while you look inside yourself,
I swear, you can see right into me...
And I'll let you.