Death Dance

Things are not going well
for the one who usually stings
his way out of trouble.

I think his will be
the last breath
in this dance to the death.

The spider remains shy though.

She darts out
but then retreats.

Perhaps he still looks too much
like a big brute
who will step on her toes.

She clearly knows
it’s best to leave him alone
to show off his moves.

Let him wear himself out,
she decides.

He has no choice now
but to save
the last dance for her.

When We Dance