kalvin dot life

There is a questioning in the air and a quick passion blooms.
A single, simultaneous step. Bold in it’s quickness yet constrained.
You hesitate
I hesitate
In our minds, we dance
Round one another.
Waiting but not waiting for the next turn. The next spin, a dip.
Completely alone within and without we twirl, moving, gyrating in spirals across the floor.
There is a momentum building. A slow climax toward an unspoken reach.
We move in and out. Closer then cut by distance.
A glance up.
A blink and the clearness of your eyes shines.
Two dark pools inviting to a dark realm.
Tempting, daring, and quickly rescinding back to tepid waters.
Nothing stops. Our footsteps proceed.
Moving lightly, faint sounds to remind us that time continues on.
In the mind each tempted by each, playing with seriousness itself.
The daring builds, pushing itself forward through deliberate steps.
Closer a warmth brushes through the air.
A quick moment is all it takes to come together.
And to come apart.
The dance goes on, drifting, drifting.