Wednesday, April 21, 2010

To Dance

Dancing. Primal. Emotion through movement; no penetration.

We have never danced. He says he doesn't. I know he has.

I want to dance. I want to dance with him.

I watched a movie tonight. They danced. He looked at her and she at him. No words were needed.

It was love in movement.

Then he asked him to marry her. Will they dance at their wedding?

He does not want a wife. He does not want a wife with children.

Maybe he does not want a wife at all.

I am hurt. I want to dance.

I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.

What is this dance? Is it nothing? Is it everything? Is it sacred?

I want to dance.

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