Through the moves

Through the moves                                                                                    
 
You’ve chosen this dance for us,
out on a darkened floor where
 
no one knows my body language
but the One Who brought me here,
 
the One I so desperately want to leave with.
You’ve become a long shot.
 
In our clinched intimacy, I readily confess
my perplexity, my fear, my faith.
 
If there was any possible escape
I might try to slip through an exit
 
but You, in Your mercy, have sealed my fate
as we face the music in a loose embrace –
 
Your features lost in the shadows;
I, inelegantly, trying to follow Your lead.
 
O child of God, hold tightly to your Beloved
as He takes you through the moves.