In the dance we swayed back and forth to and fro passion building to new heights with each step. I held you loosely then pulled you close feeling your soul expand as you entered my heart. In the misty morning fog I hold you gently above a bed of roses listening to your deep breathing as I stare into your eyes. Tears come to my heart as I hear you say all we have is passion born of lust nothing more. As the breath leaves my lungs I release you to fall to the ground.