Within a carefully watched circle
We dance
As the sparkle of other's eyes surrounds us,
Traps us, suffocates us
Our feet perform the same moves,
Spinning us closer and farther from each other
The heat radiates off us
And the sweat shines brightly on our faces
The closer we get, the faster we dance
Our bodies moving seamlessly
To the music of our pounding hearts
The words of other's ripple through the air
Whispering and predicting
Weaving a silver wall of entrapment
Deciding our future and our end
Inside of the circle of prediction
We sway
Always moving, always face to face
But never meeting eyes
These feelings press down upon us
Filling our heads with questions
And our hearts with longing
But are they really ours?
Too many have given their opinion,
Added their spice to the pot
Everything is clouded and confused
Two outstretched hands, so near to touching
But each snatched back close to their owner
Too many eyes, too many watchers
Too much predicted, too much set in stone
Around and around we dance
Around and around each other
So many signs point
In the other's direction
But still a doubt, still a fear
Is this the right choice, are these my feelings
Is this really my decision?
