Dance, lovely vixen, dance.
Sway away my worries.
Daydreams of motion, romance
Heat in winter's flurries.

There is a cold outside
And within me.
Warmingly, she glides
Like tidal seas.

Entrancing angel eyes,
Plush, fine form,
And endless smiles.
This heart...taken by storm.

Written By: Anthony AJ Jakckson
11-1-96, 2PM