January 22, 2005
Secret Santa 2004 gift for Erin.
She closed her eyes,
Lost in the rhythm of her body.
Hands weaved in and out,
Swaying to the beat of her blood.
She felt the moonlight
Dappling her skin with shadow
As the forest sighed
And sang around her.
Wind hissed though the leaves
To caress her softly.
Tying off her braid, she rose,
Ready to begin her day.