i fell asleep on a stranger on the subway
he followed me off the train
and I followed him home
 
we each belonged to others but a song began to play that was only for us and this is how we danced

in disguise we tangoed in a tiny bed
with stolen steps we waltzed through dark alleys 
under the guise of strangers we cha cha’d in conductor cars
we sneaked the steps of a bossa nova along darkened piers
 
we were like the richest wine that warms as it goes down and leaves you heady and subdued

we drank each other in greedily till the pain of being together overflowed from every opening leaving us drenched, debauched and dirty and still dying of thirst 
 
we were all at once generous and selfish giving just so much and never enough and I hated you as much as I loved you and I loved hating you and I hated you for it
 
and I don’t know where we began I just know it it never really ended
 
i am haunted by our ghosts that continue to sway though the music has stopped and the lights are dim 
 
And again we belong to others
 
“My cards are on your table My dreams are in your bed Oh, if I was able I’d be there instead” -george michael