He is the sole musician
his notes push her every movement.
His rhythm sets her steps
His melody sets her movements
His grace matches her own.
She is the sole dancer
replying to each of his soundless words.
She leaps as the music soars
She twirls as he softly trills
She flows to all his soaring notes.
For the time being, they are one
their passion, their emotions, their movements
all mirror the other.
His was auditory
Hers was visual.
But for the moment, their souls combined:
The music picks up pace
And she replies with her rapid footing and motions.
The music builds to an ending, tension rising
And she answers with her elegant steps all over the stage.
For the moment, right then,
They are one.