An Episode

Every step he takes forward, she takes a step back. Together they create a remarkable and breathtaking dance filled with incredible passion tied with a unique ribbon of complexity. A dance that no one in the world can ever in all time imitate. Or even begin to understand. His initiation is mentally embraced but her overpowering rational side blocks him and everything he stands for. With him she leaps, she flies, she spins and he makes her better. He leads ever so naturally with every step and pull, flowing with perfection. She follows his lead as if her arms and feet know no better. To heaven or hell and everything in between she’d follow without a single care, as long as there was his intoxicating presence. He has a mesmerising flow to him with every step and move confusing her in too many ways. His current comes on with intensity and with a single move forward she stumbles back in complete trepidation yet their intricate dance continues to flow effortlessly with enchanting grace. She pushes back, with all the strength and might invested in her. While the moronic weak part of her desires to fall. As deep inside hidden through the layers of her cold exterior, she is aware that he is the one exception in this crowd of grey. With him she can fall. With him she will be able to allow herself to let go. With him she will be able to loosen the grips she has on herself. With him she is fearless. And she knows all of this too well. With this apparent knowledge lingering with her mentally she builds her defence. She creates a barrier with distance to keep herself from him, far from the threatening unknown. But he can read her like no other can. With every attempt of hers to lead or escape, he leads as he follows. Understanding her before she has the chance to contemplate or probe upon it. With him she can fall into the forbidden deep end and even dive with anticipation into it. He is the only one she can give her all to. And that is exactly what triggers her fear. And this sole concept alone holds her up stopping her from tripping and steadying her from any signs of a fall. A fall for him. Sporadically in their amazing unrehearsed dance, he spins her into a whirlwind of confusion. Messing around with her world and prior perspective that has only ever known stability. As faced with the terrifying unfamiliar her natural instinct tells her to do anything but welcome these feelings, these thoughts that are so tightly attached to him. His exceedingly powerful and convincing pull blurs her sense of logic with his own brand of perplexity. Falling for him will be too easy, which is why she is standing back maintaining her defensive stance. She knows she can go to magnificent dangerous heights with him. And so how can she allow it to continue knowing how unsafe it is. The higher you go, the harder you fall. She drenches her mind with all these harsh realities and facts as she blocks him from her world. She grips as tightly as she possibly can, petrified with how easily she can become vulnerable when exposed to him. This vulnerability is damaging, if not now, it will be detrimental later. But she knows she can’t allow the situation to reach that point. She can’t help but ponder upon the potential results and disasters. What if he doesn’t break her fall? What if he doesn’t catch her? But his compulsion is too strong and too tenacious, so she continues to step back with every step he takes forward.