and in that last evening sun
under the pavillion down by the riverside
there were two guys dancing,
switching lead and follow
whenever the opportunity arose.
so one twirl, the one guy was invited to by the other,
the other kicks he initiated for the partner;
it was a playful back and forth,
turning into art as the tune progressed.
this, my friends, dancing or not,
was one of the sexiest things I ever saw!
just imagine a world in which this
proximity and trust and ability and suave male playfulness
in it also lies the philosophy
of a shared responsibility in any joint venture
that we find ourselved in.