The Dance

You just keep going back

With reckless abandon,
And impulsive haste,
I grabbed my partner’s hand.

The dance has begun.

I knew not with whom I danced,
That he, the tempter, was liken unto a cat,
And I, his prey, the one who sought.

The game has begun.

His true nature started to show,
His sinister side had been revealed.
My head warned me to flee.

The test has begun.

I tried to pull away,
I sought my freedom from this dance,
Even while he tried to captivate me again.

The war has begun.

I could feel his smoldering anger
As I left him in my wake,
And as I left the dance.

My destruction has begun.

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[Bacchus]

to dance
or to break it with this partner
both seem deadly here.
the fight is inevitable.