Our feet complete the intricate steps of duality.
You attempt to lead. I move away refusing to be twirled.
I’m not delusional. I’m merely dancing with reality.
Your truths incompatible with my imperfect world.
I hunger for light. You pull me toward shadows.
We’re swallowed by darkness as the music slows.
I cling to the spark, a remnant of the flame.
Love freely given; passion accepted as breath.
Extinguished by an arrogance we refuse to name.
Feet stubbornly in step: souls spiraling toward death.
Hearts ripped out, discarded before the music ends.
Our dance forever unfinished; wounds we’ll never mend.