We are fairy dancers spiraling,
whirling in air with our little fairy friends,
spreading a trail of sparkling dust
as we turn and blush, turn and blush.
I see in your eyes deep pools of love,
feel energies merge as our walls dissolve,
touching palm to palm, the radiance there,
your chest so proud—I want it bare!
No matter you’re at the computer
nor that I am rubbing sore backs;
our spirits are free and they’re dancing.
They’re soaring, they’re leaping,
they’re making some tracks!