dance steps

When footsteps
become dance
steps,
the dance
floor ends and your
gaze begins- words
are secondary
to understand
the pitch of voice.
Moved
by a mutual
fascination with
impermanence,
a caffeine high
does not compare
to the hammering heart
beat hours later
still keeping
me awake.
If pain
is piercing,
this must be
a different sort
of heartbreak.

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