A Dance Called Love

A dance called love

I was the wall flower standing alone...
I danced a few dances...but my partners were lacking...
Then you came along...

We danced the same dance...
...prefect love...
...harmony...

Our steps were in tune...
...left...right...back...forward...
...like swans in the dance of spring...

At first I was blind by love...
...enthralled...enraptured...
But you were looking over my shoulder...

Your steps began to slow...
I had to lead...
You stepped away...I stepped closer

I couldn’t let you go...
You pushed me further...
And our lovely dance became bitter...

I tried hard to make-up for your slack...
I danced the dance of love for two...
You tried to make me leave...

Couldn’t...
Wouldn’t...
...give you up...

Finally you forced me to fall out of step...
...and...
Our dance which was once like a symphony of light...

Become a blackened ballad...
The dance of love was meant for two...
Now I stand alone...

By Skyler Blue




Painting by Jake Vettriano found at http://digitalrightsmanifesto.wordpress.com/2007/07/