1st Position

You and I dance the darkness away-

your arms snaked around my waist.

My hands linked around your neck

as if letting go I’ll lose my balance.  

We listen to the rhythm of the music,

pacing to the beat in absolute sync.

I let myself get lost in the moment -

Time stops when your in my grasp.

2nd Position

Staring into those big, icy eyes

Your eyes- they’re my safe haven.

Your precious smile so pure,

healing any broken heart.

Your presence is my heaven-

the way you look at me fills your hunger.

3rd Position

As the record continues, and the needle

skates it’s way on the smooth surface,

blessing our ears on our song,

We continue, not letting go,

Just staring into the windows of our souls.

The song begins hiccuping, not wanting to stir

As if the music wanted this minute to last-

Almost as much as I did.

Hoping to fix I hold on tighter,  

Looking over your shoulder.

In relief, I see the needle navigating through its course,

Carrying forward, not wanting to wreck our point in time.

I gather my fingers around your neck as you

place your arms around me as you did before.

I find myself searching your aspect, meeting your eyes

Once they meet, I see the true meaning behind them.

4th Position

Your hands snake around my neck,

Turning me into colors no one has yet to identify

I link my hands together to beg for you to stop

Frustration forms on your face

You attitude your foot forward - forcing me to lose my balance

You just continue changement-ing

pretending you’re a ballet performing the Nutcracker,

Forming each measure into a new art.

5th Position

kick , kick,  kick, kick

The sound of the rhythm of the beats.

I let myself get lost  

Unable to see properly- time stops  

We exchange looks for a second while

you raise your foot once again

before you tenderize my body--   

Staring into those stormy eyes

I see them shift color, turning to red.

Taking a closer look, fear overcomes

the red was the reflection casting back  

my eyes fall to what was once your pure smile,

a scar of a devilish grin

Your presence forms my thoughts-

I wish death

Your way, looking towards me as

a lion does staring at raw-  

Forgetting the record was playing                  I try to

hear for transition in the song,

All I can hear is your instrument of torment.