The Mating Dance

The Mating Dance

here we are again

back at this dance

of do i say too much

do i hold back

do i bare my emotions

like an open wound

do i offer myself

to you, whole and unguarded

do you even care

do we see eye to eye

do i simply get lost in the offering of hope

do i do this to myself all over again

all the questions

swarming my mind

so loud, like a tempest

of hornets buzzing orchestrally

humming a dirge of

self fulfilling prophesy

i know that tune all too well

and dance like a fool at your feet