Dancing with Shadows

Your shadow finds mine like a secret you know. You pull in

closer, but is it love or a blow? Every brush of

your hand reads like truth wrapped in lies. I feel the danger

rising when you look through my disguise. Your touch asks the question

you never speak aloud. Are we dancing as partners or rivals in a

crowd? Every step is a warning. Every hold is a trap.

You seduce with a whisper. I answer with a snap. Your heartbeat betrays

you. Or maybe it's mine. Friend or foe? I follow the