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An encounter with a force of Nature |
she stirs me her movement encircles me whirring and purring as she soars higher and higher above me and then looks down smiling deceptively she pushes herself against me taunting me with her power and then races to embrace another slapping at their coats tipping their hats and playing with their hair so full of mischief she whistles in my ears and promenades about to a rhythm of her own creation dancing she gathers momentum as if a young gypsy maiden prancing about shaking her tambourine of sounds she drones gloriously and laughs at my ineptness as I press forward against her flurries then, suddenly, she pirouettes and drifts, unexpectedly, to a soft hum gifting me with a change of pace befitting her cyclic moods as once again she teases me more gently now she sweeps against my cheeks, a soft whisper of icy hot kisses, as she spins and loops she loves to tango and does so with me briefly creating dance steps that pushes me off balance temporarily and then abruptly she swivels upward and pilots off to another place with motives all her own she leaves laughing in bursts of glee I feel her shift... as off she goes to rekindle her dance all over again with someone new |