Bloglander

Mindbender. Spotted your reflection from the dancefloor. Yes, I know it was
my own reflection but my God what a figure you cut dancing to Sammy
Eubanks. Movement like a gazelle with the heart of a lion and blood made
purely of testosterone and seething like silicon thru a cyborg-android
philosopher-king, the musculature of God and the rhythmic sensibilities of
a million dolphins leaping in unison out of the cerulean sea into a
brilliant sky made up primarily of sparkling rainbows. You were dancing
with a hot much younger gal but you were truly dancing with the most
beautiful person-being there - you were dancing with me.