The dance
May 4, 2008
Alive and shining brightly,
Like a youthful smile radiating in hope of what infatuation will bring.
Alive with a fire, burning hot, burning wild, burning free through the middle of spring.
A shining promise, a beckoning chance.
Flowing rhythmically forward, swirling together, beginning the dance.
Around and about, floating free,
Open the doors of that soon to be.
