These Final Steps

I swayed at one million cotillions with you
Uncounted spins requiring two
Fired passion like kilns for glass
And none dared say we were going too fast

To tango beneath revolving skies
And releasing all our earthly ties
We held up heaven with these shattered morals
And the world stood aghast at these mere mortals

Can you ramba both in time and spirit
When there’s no music or you can’t hear it
And the sea is rushing around your knees
And the patterns of your steps are hollow pleas

But dark waltzes remained my dream
To blend with mirrors on invisible seams
Dazzled floors for my screaming souls
And my hands were ice in the sudden cold

You asked me if we could stop to walk
Forsake our bond for simple talk
And because of our past and cracking future
I demanded that our words be fewer

Then the mocking brilliance overhead
Fixed us solid and made our feet lead
And in those last moments when shadows advanced
I begged you to teach me how to dance.