This dance that we do…
A movement of words, and silences, and thoughts, and impulsiveness, and calculation…
Teasing with promise before pulling away, whirling back, stepping back, catching our breath before diving in once more…
Searching, reaching, grasping at that which we need, which we want, which we…
Fear…
Yes, fear…
It holds us, crushes us, keeps us from that which we need, which we want…
Telling us caution is wise, feelings are false, our match too well-made to be true…
Yet we dance on with our words, stripping away the façade of our fiction, the masks we have made for ourselves, binding ourselves closer and closer…
In this dance that we do.
Copyright 2016 by Gabriella Messina
GABRIELLA MESSINA WRITES 