No!
I want our life
I want our love
no more of this
choaotic dance
you love me
tondue
you don't
plie
how could you
pieroette
anyway
God!
Is there
anyway
There's always some way
but is there
a right way
your way
my way
no way!
We push
we pull
step-ball-change
and rounde de jambe
our flail in step
to some distant tune
fate plays at our meeting
Each maddening kiss
and graceful layout
each passionate caress
and defined position
our first, second, third
kick, switch, grind
four, fifth, sixth
reach, run, leap
seventh
fall
