tango

We've made progress, you and I.
Not sure if I thought we could.
Was always so frustrating, dancing.
I so badly wanted to follow.
And you so desperately wanted to lead.
But I never followed- just ran right over you.
And you never really led, either.
We found a blank slate in tango.
You are so patient with me.
And I let you gently correct me.
But it takes two to tango.
Wish we were two...