we became the song

Every being was moving but it was
Towards one another.
We were not just dancing
 we became the dance itself
We were not just singing. We became the song itself.
All the words have left our mouth.
We were drunk and yet we still know
Where the home is.
Our feet touched something and came to a complete stop.
It was the supreme crochet in the center,
holding all things together.
and we could not walk away from here.
How can we walk away from here?
We kept coming closer

and closer and closer....