Still Spinning

                                The first time ever did i ask a girl for a dance. She was in my arms, i could feel the warmth of her body, unlike a raging, arousing fire it was a soft soothing one like that of a glowing ember. Her gaze burning deep into me wanting to ask a thousand questions, i could tell that she was feeling shy due to the close proximity of 'our' dancing parents. But for me, i didn't notice them i was too busy fishing for my reflection in those two magical brown orbs, her dance was having a grace reserved exclusively for the feline family, her physique so dainty and so delicate i felt my hold might bruise her. I could smell her shampoo and never ever did i love 'pantene' more...
                                 The music stopped nd she ever so gently made aware of this, standing on her toes to reach my ear her warm breathe the only thing that could have and which eventually did awake me from the trance. Something was stirring in my heart for the past two days and all i was left with was a spinning totem in my breast pocket...

**dedicated to all those people with impressive memories :-P  ;-)