The Dance I Haven’t Danced (Yet)

What Freezing and Fawning & love are revealing to me.

I still can’t dance full out in front of my man.

The other day, he called me on it. Just like he does when I dodge his impromptu freestyle rap moments.

I freeze. My breath catches. Somewhere, I am locked in time.

And he sees it, calls it forth (again) with love.

My first instinct is defense and some choice words inside my head.
He thinks I’m holding back. But the truth? I’m dancing protectively..

In private, and sometimes great brave moments captured online, I give glimpses of my body in motion.