A Slow Dance Poem


Care has it’s own tempo.

So gentle and deliberate in movement.

A bond between two trusting partners.

Not one can lead on their own.

Every step taken in tandem.

A quiet communication that hides no part of itself.

***

Trust is necessary and slow to build.

Hands so close to fragile and sensitive areas.

To move too quickly is to scare.

All has to be equal and slow is much easier to match than fast.

Failure to properly match is more than a stepped on foot.

Trust breaks so easily and is so hard to repair.

***

All I ask for is a slow dance.

Not to be more.

Not to be less.

A perfect equal in heart and spirit.

Respected the same way I respect you.

Companion in the best and worst circumstances.


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