The drums are hitting that downbeat with
So much power, it’s like they’re willing people to dance.
I don’t know this form. No one has ever talked me through
What I’m supposed to do when. Step step kick?
Step back? Twirl? I have no idea.
I’d be more comfortable with something a little slower
But you’re offering your hand now
And the music is insistent
So I will take your hand,
Get up from this bench
Walk with you to the dance floor
Where, perhaps, I will put my hand on your shoulder
(If that’s how this dance goes)
I’m going to trust that you know what you’re doing
I’m going to trust that you know how to lead
You’ve lead me this far –
So I’ll follow.