It's Those Hands That Dwell

First it was reaching
The way those words
The thoughts you always share
Tickled the mind
And took me there

But came a strange form
Acceptance
All brilliance and light
With a glow in the now
And its space in new territories

So we can shake hands
Sip our drinks
But we know the thoughts
And what they bring
Roughshod and facing
What patterns we care

In the end we pretend its taste
Its long angered lonely things
That give time and space meaning
Just all part and parcel
For tonight's ballroom dance

Shaken down around
But looking no the less
At the dance hands to
Down condensations tracks
To lips and then back

To the dance we do
And the looks we gave
And the bonds we've folded
And made
With each carefully chosen phrase