Buzz.

The dance begins with a sudden energy,
that bursts from the seams of the sequin dress.
The audience stares on in wonder,
and panic grips you and bids you no rest.

So you keep dancing,
and so does she -
both shaken by the same fears
and both loving the same energy.

But as the dance progresses,
the song's tempo seems to change,
and all of a sudden her dress is
not sparkling in the same way.

The panic's no longer there,
but neither is that electric buzz.
The dance slows almost to a halt,
and when you least think it will
it does.