Dancing in the Rain

Fate strums at my heartstrings.
A romantic waltz of rich emotion in which I am in the centre of,
aren't you?
Nature the only ballroom grand enough to host this all consuming joyous celebration!
My rational self content to retreat into the shadows and give way to my heart and soul.
Oh, to let my love run free!
like a wild mustang charging across a sundrenched plain simply because it is.
My rhythm and technique are inconsequential. Passion is not deliberate and precise
it is jovial, messy and soft.
Let go.
Give in to the drumbeat.
Dance for the sake of dance. Joy is the only thing you risk.
I close my eyes.  It is as though a musical enchantress adorned with flowers guides my steps.
The rain, like honey falling from the sky.
Every drop that lands upon me is both arousal and applause
I have never been so honest, on display, naked of my modern defenses.
Let this music never end, for within this dance...
I am love.