As I breathe in the gift of the forest the sad cry of a bandoneon is carried in the night air calling me guiding me enchanting me I seek a warm embrace a joyful heart, a silent reverie to become one body with four legs soothing me exciting me beguiling me I share a space with others like me breathing as one we circle and spiral, now one body with hundreds of legs inspiring me shaping me searching me Immersed in a sense of us and we I lose myself in harmony until the flavours that we make fill me wow me ease me My senses dazzled, drunk with delight Wobble their way to my heart where they whisper their stories, all through the night tango my tango our tango
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 08:54:42 +0000