to prove attraction we feign agreement
the folly of this proclivity tears down to tatters the fibers we’d thought woven
in truth
powerful instincts cause this patterning
maybe learned
probably acquired through cellular transmutation
we could call it a love dance
we stretch and bend angle and side step
until by all means we look to be in perfect alignment
we claim to want exactly what they want
yet too soon this performance comes to its end
for who can twist and shout their way all the way through an entire
relationship