No words need to ever be said my dearest one..., as the music wraps her beautiful arms around us... you so regal in dress... red velvet vest, the shade of a beautiful crimson...black waist coat with tails, a charcoal grey and crimson made of and beautiful brochade . black leather boots,
...arriving at midnight, walking quietly, anticipating the moment when u come to me... the crowd is so alive with life, the young ones all know what to do when i arrive. Slowly i waltze around the room making my presence known, delighting in the fact u know u r watching, as i feel your very breath on my spine...
as the music startes again, you stand there before me with one hand out streatched. I wonder my lord could you feel my very heart skip a beat as i met your eyes.???
the world disappears and as i follow the flow of your energy i feel myself start to fly even higher.
no words ever pass your lips, just the gantle guide of your hand, your gaze, your breath, your closness...
there is only one that flows so fluidly on that dance floor as all are amazed at this scene, the very envy of all who wish they could learn to soar...
