Listening
Slowly revolving on the spot they danced. One of them loved to dance, the other abhorred it. Everything with them was a compromise: the music, how they danced, the way they made love...
For now they were in their own little world listening to the music inside their heads, listening to the rhythm of the beating of the others heart. They knew they had to stop sometime; they knew it couldn't last, but they were so enjoying the intoxicating thrill of the music in combination with the other that they just couldn't stop listening to the music of their hearts!