Dancing Is When You Rise Above Both

This Is How It Always Is When I Finish A Poem. A Great Silence Overcomes Me And I Wonder Why I Ever Thought To Use Language.

To Live Without You Is To Be Robbed Of Love And What Is Life Without It? To Live Without You Is Death To Me, My Love But Some Call It Life.

You Try To Be Faithful And Sometimes You're Cruel. You Are Mine. Then, You Leave. Without You, I Can't Cope. And When You Take The Lead, I Become Your Footstep. Your Absence Leaves A Void. Without You, I Can't Cope. You Have Disturbed My Sleep, You Have Wrecked My Image. You Have Set Me Apart. Without You, I Can't Cope.

A Lover Knows Only Humility, He Has No Choice. He Steals Into Your Alley At Night, He Has No Choice. He Longs To Kiss Every Lock Of Your Hair, Don't Fret, He Has No Choice. In His Frenzied Love For You, He Longs To Break The Chains Of His Imprisonment, He Has No Choice.

There Are Many Ways To The Divine. I Have Chosen The Ways Of Song, Dance, And Laughter.