So heres the deal. I have several goals for this thing and several blogs to express them in. It's a fantasy of mine that, well you know, this might lead to some form of beyond a blog publishing. So welcome Clarionadoes, read on.
I can still remember it as though it were yesterday, wait it was yesterday. I leaned into my right leg and felt it start to quiver. The second time in two dances.
My partner has sweet hazel eyes and they seemed to be questioning what she could feel through linked hands.
For my part, I slowly drew in a balancing breath and transmitted by own awareness that whatever the cause, the trembling is over. Where my mind stays though is on the wondering, what did it mean? What does it mean?
In the corner, up above ballroom eye level, the Face smirks and throws a leer at my partner's smooth and rounded rear. If its wigging me I am going to have at its eyes. Course, I say it but It thinks its a tri-sexual. Able to assume any sex, or both, in an instant's blink. Stay away from her I beam back as turn us into a closed basic whip a move designed to keep her close and focused on me, us.
These human's sure do like their dances. Personally, ha ha, we find it funny, Face and I. We needed a way to study them and any dance floor will let us study to our two hearts content.
It can haunt you
3 years ago