The feet will follow
the hearts desire
to dance

Clumsy at first
even comical
Staccato moves
one-two-fear
I can't do this - you say

You feel paralysed
Giving up - before you start
You long for the safety sofas
at the edge of the room
Huddling like an awkward teenager
Hidden chats in the dark
of what could have been

In the middle on the dance floor
Your feet - long to listen
to your urge - to leave
To get away,to hide,to shut off
What's the point anyway
Your inner monologue asks
With reverential authority

Confused
standing in the middle
You feel the gentle touch
of your lovers eyes

Stay with me - he says
I love to dance - only with you
Automatically you protest and plead
From the lines of your rehearsed script
Wanting to go back - to sit in the dark
out of the shiny disco lights

He releases you - for a moment
And waits - with longing looks

You stand - alone - in the middle
Of the music - the world is quite
Frozen in time and space

You glance at the past
Of what you have become
Who the world knows you to be
Who the world wants you to be
You look at the present
Heart thumping, sweating
Messed up mascara
Out of breath - yet fully alive

Slowly -slowly - something
arises deep in you
You take a deep breath
You feel brave - softly
desiring to dance

Tenderly - tenderly
You become lost in him
As he leads you
step by step
step by step
And soon you discover
the magic in your feet
the glow in your eyes
and the applause
of your heart

Drenched in ecstasy
crazy out of breath...
You sit back on your safe sofa
Just when you think
the party's over
You hear a familiar voice
Inviting you ...

Come dance with me