Just breathe nice and slow, honey, while we dance.
Soon our joy will grow with exuberance.
My heart was pounding, so sure you'd hear it.
'Cause it was sounding with so much spirit.
And then my giggle turned into spasms;
And then a wiggle, enthusiasm.
You became my man, my grin grew wider.
At once life began to become brighter.
I ran up a hill and was panting some;
And I got my fill of lover's freedom.
I ran 'round about, thought of all I'd won,
Laughed and gave a shout, sang with abandon.
I jumped up and down until I felt faint.
I skipped all around without much restraint.
I swung back and forth in my gaiety.
I went east and north, spontaneity.
And then my laughter turned into spasms.
Joy ever after, enthusiasm.
Now that you're my man, my grin grew wider.
That's when life began to become brighter.
So breathe nice and slow, honey, while we dance;
And our love will grow with exuberance.
Then stay very still, although swaying some;
And you'll get your fill of lover's freedom.
-Rachel Rohler ©rohlerach