An Introvert's Tengo

An Introvert’s Tango

A dance of lovers and of foe

In the end only emotion knows

Face to face we are neither

The embrace encircles our soul

Our tango is more of the Queer

Neither one wants to lead…

Nor to follow,

Hence the dance of soul begins unclear

Our words lead, our actions follow

The current slow like our undertones

The action quick with uncertainty

This is… an introvert’s tango

One and then another arrastre

Pushing or guiding, not sure who’s has the lead

Our souls move first

Their foundations follow as in poetry

Our heart’s gain awareness in our stance

our fears, wares and of tears bygone…

And how they caused the soul to bend

The soul heals in the art of dance

The lead and follow

Is neither control or Queer

The push and pull

Is neither forced or malo

Just an introvert’s tango