(And this is the best part that didn’t get into that poem:)
My
favorite game is when She teaches me to dance.
We
trip over our feet, stumble on each other and giggle,
Building
up to soft evenings when I let her lead.
We
are fluid movement
cheek to cheek
fingers clasped
swaying sensuously
with
celestial music.
oh yeh..that’s a sweet poem all by its widdle self! i’d even keep the words in parentheses as the title. lol…nice one!