Love is like waltzing.
Hate is like tango.
Twisting and turning,
Endless connections.
Moving in circles,
People are dancing
Slower,
Faster,
Slower,
Faster.
Suddenly ruptured,
Dancers stand, startled.
Raped of all actions,
Trapped in one's body.
Stuck in a corner,
Stripped of the rhythms.
Bleeding
Slowly.
Silence
Pounding.