Life is a dance.

Sometimes it's slow and passionate.
The songs in your heart,
take the lead.

Slow,
wonderful and peaceful,
going with the flow.

Hoping that the song and the night
will never end.

Other times the beat
speeds up.

You find yourself, twirling the fabric of your skirt
and being aware of the clicking of your heels.

Then it gets faster.
Parts of you begin to shake.

Exciting, thrilling, playing instruments that are invisible

to everyone but you.

Then,
the beat changes.

And you run and hit your head on the wall.
Again.