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The music peaked with white-hot notes
That scorched the air and bade those bodies
To gyrate in flares and twirls.

The wooden floor enhanced the sound of
Heels as if to give applause and praise
so they would hear that all is going well.

On center stage, a figure flowed in full control of
All the hearts of all the men that begged for
Just a glance, perhaps a smile to make their day.

And as she turned, a smile appeared with
Fire dripping from her eyes that sent the
Music fever high then tumbling to a crashing end.

Then laughter’s echoes in the halls soon faded into
Memories as hard realities replaced
The feather-light buoyancy of that night.

The fire in her eyes cooled as she gazed into
Far away places and days of struggle, sweet with
Hope and promise of eternal bliss.

Now time for chores and obligations that
Lay before her like steps beneath her feet,
And define her adequate existence.

Thoughts of the next getaway fill her head
As she turns the key and enters to realize
How cold a house can feel when love is not at home.

*Photo Credits: photo by V О И on flickr

By Robert Almodovar

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What is life: A strange continuous awareness
we have been thrust into without plan or sound advice.

What is space: A medium in which we may move about
or stare into, longingly.

What is time: A massive event into which life spans
and which there is always too much of, or too little.

What is I: This fragile protector of my soul and
collector of questions for which I have no answers.

What is you: The entity that draws out all my uncertainties
and makes them complete, and on which I look and I see me.

What is beauty: That which when I look out into space and see,
is pleasing to me such that it draws me closer,
even in the face of peril.

What is passion: A raging being within me that looks
only to join that which is me with that which is you.

What is love: An harmonious connection of I and you
so complete, that I only makes sense with you.

What is peace: A certain serenity in the knowledge that
love is true and complete, and forever.

What is hell: The absence of you.

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