Two lovers dance with swords held tight
Will their thrusts find flesh this night?
They circle, dodge, jab and leap
Yet between them, there is distance deep
Yearning passions swinging wide
Yet parried, blocked and turned aside
They spin and twirl yet never touch
Avoiding what they want so much
Exhaustion threats to end the dance
Mistakes are made in rushed advance
Careless moves bring tensions high
Two lovers leave with no goodbye