Renewing the Vows

8 years of my life. Every weekend. My time belonged to you. And how well you taught me. A new trick every day. A new language to express what could not be uttered.And then the inevitable happened. I got bored. I moved on. In pursuit of experimentation. But I did not forget you entirely. Once a Yellow Venus, we'd meet. Reminisce about the old times, try to remember the old moves. Oh how we moved together. The flirting would get out of hand. 1-2 months of intense passion and then we'd go our separate ways again. But the reunions continued. Increasingly sporadic, declining in number. Until one day, we stopped planning the reunions. Someone would throw a party and we would bump into each other. A one night stand. Weary bodies the next day. energized souls. Always so much fun - we would, we could. I should.

So I'm trying again. To renew the vows. To put every artifact in my life on the bottom (or top) shelf and make way for you in the middle shelf. Where I can see you, I can feel you - reach out and touch you every other day and you can shape me again. I am taking it slow. You've grown so much, I need the time to understand how you've branched out. So many styles, one strong defiant persona - on a mission to get the world moving. 

Dance, you're about to re-enter my life. Welcome back.

Limbs moving in all directions

Feet acquiring a life of their own

Hands running to keep pace

The head bobs up and down

The curls flying in all directions

The heart is ready to leap out of the ribcage and land on the floor

The pulse, quickening with every sway of my hips

I am dancing, remembering, forgetting, living.

The music is too loud, it’s perfect

As it hammers away to glory inside my head

It drowns out the unnecessary noise within me

And I am so calm, so peaceful

Glad to have found silence within this chaos

My tongue licks my dry lips

Sweat drops sliding down my fluid skin

The feet move faster, the hands making waves in the air

The fingers, a mad blur among the psychedelic lights

The eyes stay closed, the ears stay open

The body contorting, twisting, adjusting

Driving out all the old creaks

Getting fitter and weary

Yes, the feet are aching now

The lips are thirsting for a drink

The arms feel numb

But my soul refuses to stop

Dance it will, till the end

And once the song ends, a new one will begin without a pause

And come what may

I will dance forever.