i understand it now. i am dancing with the devil. there might be a good chance that things won't turn out so well for me. the fear, the excitement, the dread, the Intensity. my pernicious nature draws me to this dance. but it's all with the intent for love, desire, longing, hoping it is mirrored. there really are only two choices, take a bow from the dance. or dance through the night, the day, into weeks, months, years, or even a lifetime if it has to. death is not what i fear. rather, looking into eyes that will cause me insufferable torment, chasing me even to depths i cannot hide. hold on and do not let the eyes stray.
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