they, that dance

 

they that dance,

the dance that comes off as felt.

self-consciousness knows what I am saying.

the two, what the inner world feels like

and what the outer world causes us 

to feel like.

they get together constantly in each of us,

as if embraced in movement 

to their own individual music.

either of them in each of us can lead, 

while the other within us follows.

each one person has these two identities,

inner feelings self generated 

versus outer feelings felt.

they seem inseparable, Siamese-like,

yes, one in the same,

as the world around 

would commonly identify.

one is inwardly emotive,

engendering feelings from an inner unrevealed process,

while the other is outwardly stimulated

into feeling states 

of awareness and response.

and they dance interwoven together 

with what their feelings have to offer.

the lead and the follow may alternate 

dependent upon who is compelled 

into prominence's attention to represent.

their dance endlessly carries on 

as a personal interpretive style.

in some ways, it is a marathon dance,

consisting of all days and all nights

beyond what being awake would claim.

they are both well versed 

in most dance styles

but favor some over others, 

private and personal 

verses public and pronounced,

dependent upon the emotional call.

not a waking moment questions 

that the dance is always on.

the inner lead almost assumes 

that no one else 

is magically on the dance floor,

most of the time,

while the out lead assumes 

the dance floor is crowded

and therefore creates dance 

that is inner-active 

and reflects what is common-dance

to the others all around.

no one question their relationship,

for everyone else out there is much the same

by predicament and circumstance.

emotion dresses up as both simultaneously 

but readily signature concealed.

there is a finely woven means 

of self intimacy that carries on.

each to their own weave, ongoingly. 

some manifest as dressy 

for appearance to the world

while others are often shy-lead 

to that outer world that is happening.

each as this two melded-into-one 

find their way.

we are always all of that for ourselves,

looking to find the rhythm, 

the blaze, the intimacy,

as if another creates their melody 

much the same.

they call the dancehall the search for loving.

two as individuals, 

composed of both inner-and-outers 

that then may come together and combine,

becoming the one that would be called,

in a worldly sense, the couple.

and they then would carry on, together,

as the worldly dance 

that comes off of each 

as personally felt . . .