The push and pull

 She organizes herself with her friends,
they seem like they are cooperating together.

Getting themselves ready to lift weights,
looking stylish in their spandex pants.

In her dream you want entry.
In the mind's eye to speak.
In the gym things are sweaty.
There's not enough room you take turns.

You be all you can be,
speaking to their mind's eye.

Do they see you, the way you want to be seen?
were you on the verge of a dream?

Is it another woe is me and you quit,
when the rhythm is magic inviting shrill.

They see you pant and sweat into exhaustion
Consumed by effort and lust
Not even discussed or applied in their mind's eye
I guess you better push and pull til there's nothing left