i have arrived at my time
to dance with life
i should hold an
arabesque
in
defiance of movement
but if i had my choice
i'd grab
your hand and we'd
dance a tango in celebration
of the very
love and hatred
that keeps us alive
come, press your
cheek to mine
and
let's dance
look into my eyes and see
the power you have over me
let that
energy coarse through us -
through our hands as we embrace
we'll
plant it back
into the ground
with our
feet