I knew nothing of the world in which we traveled through that dance ... you led me across another horizon... In this sound of a different language... I cannot turn away my gaze ... our arms circling...stretching....pushing ...pulling ... separating silence from unprotected passions ... with ease you brushed my skin as though your hand knew what was allowed in it's self sufficiency having no claim for requital uncoiling this snake within me. In that moment we had all the time in the world ... we danced in slow motion, where movements are exaggerated ... and laughter is the balance ... your eyes touched everything within ... Seducing my fears ...could you see how I grasped for understanding? Your spirit spoke out "Learn to trust ..I will lead you out of that shriveling summer's dust..." So it was there I left behind a memory...one I fought...embracing this magical charm, a barter for that little chaos of my mind ... modeling belles letters of silver bracelets around my ankles.
