When you came into my life a year ago todayYou asked me to play a song and then to dance. I gladly accepted and walked out on the floor You took me in your arms as we looked into each other’s eyes. Smiling as I remember this moment as we have done this many magical times since. But now we are closer and know so much more which makes each dance so much sweeter. Something else I remember about that day Is how our mutual fri...

Spinning out with all arms flung about to the windsof the sphere of life we float upon in bursts of passionand joy I feel the beat of the earth beneath my feet and cryout to the center to the universe aboutmy soaring infectiouslove song That you hear whenever you listen and hear my voicesinging deeply and internally nowas I await the coming ofmy lover You are you and you will ever be the steps of mydance and the notes of...

... she dances in the driveway, sun creating a long shadow foretelling the woman to come. the song she sings  would not be considered  appropriate for joyous dancing by all who live here. she sings anyway because it seems right to her... in her joy, in her innocence. oh please, god, let her keep that heart. let her dance  always to all songs in deep joy. let her always know  her dance is beautiful. she is beautiful.

They made their way to the dance floor maneuvering through the throng of people and started dancing. Miranda could tell that Ken was not a dancer, but he could keep a beat and he just mimicked what the other males were doing. She could not stop smiling, she had not enjoyed herself this much in quite awhile. The dance numbers ended and a slow song started. Ken and Miranda stared at each other for an awkward moment and then...

Remembering our date night How you made an average girl, Feel like a princess. Watching you walk towards me Gradually getting closer When I’m in reach You take my hand Softly placing it on your chest I look up into your eyes I smile You smile back I wrap my arms around you, Holding you close. Hearing a slow ballad start I lay my head on your shoulder Gently swaying to the music As we move Around the floor as one.  I look...

Do you ever do something that makes you want to sing from the rooftops? You know, so everyone knows you’re happy, full of love and want to share it with all. Yeah, I have those feelings from time to time. It’s a feeling we should all share, to let us know this world isn't so dark and dreary. This world is full of hate, greed, pain and anger. So, when we have a chance to sing from the rooftops for happiness we should do it...

Dancing in the dark is a whole new thing to me,Switching person to person,Going from A to B,The masquerade is haunted,Who knows what lies behind?The faces of your close friends,Or those of your close enemies?The twisting and the turning,The rising and the fall,The darkness is in corners,And creeping up the hall.We dance like we don't notice,We dance like we don't care,Yet something in me sees you,But cannot quite be scare...

The plane had only been off the ground for about fifteen minutes when it hit turbulence. He was shaking; his white knuckled-hands gripped the arm rest, and his stomach tightened as he resisted the urge to vomit. It was only his second time flying. The first time was on his way to Novus Angelus--the place he was now leaving--and that trip didn't go too well. At least he managed to grab an aisle seat--just in case. "First t...

In the mid 1880s, there was a Gypsy troupe that travelled across Spain. There was natural apprehension in the villages they passed through, for the gypsies were free folk, and there was always resentments for their free lifestyle. They had a role in society among both the poor and the wealthy; they were great tinkers, entertainers and rogues. Their freedom allowed them to perform and to watch them perform was to enter tha...

Of weariness set within her bones She arises before dawn of break Gazing upon shimmering nights moon Reflecting glow alighting her view Night sounds blend come of whispered callings Upon soft winds pulling at her to come Her heart quickens she hurries along dirt path Coming to rest upon its dew drenched edging Within nights moon of shimmers they dance Twisting turning calling to her come join them She dances her heart of...