Terra Firma

The performer's look from across the empty concert hall darted into my eyes blindingly. The instant darkness left a number of white shadows; clouds rather.

The angel was the first to spot the distant island. It was just a speck of darkness among the waves.
"Is that the special place that you spoke of?"
"Yes my angel," I answered. "That is my world, our destination."

Angel's eyes grew larger. Excitement was no longer a spark but had evolved into a full forest fire of sparks. "Can we speed the pace, for I so much want to see your world?" Without waiting for an answer, she increased her speed. She put her hands close to her side and forced her chin forward like a speed skier on final approach. Matching her form, I felt the wind slide over my body. When we arrived on the island, we landed on a white sandy beach. We stood in awe at the splendor of the moment. Softly, I heard the gentle breeze start to sing my angel's name. The sounds of birds provided the melody, while the waves lapping against the beach provided the rhythm.

Angel stood there, still, to listen to the music. At first, she focused on how the sounds merged together. Her face was focused and concentrated on the notes. However, as soon as she realized that the island was singing her song, she smiled. The longer that she listened to the song of the mysterious woman, the more the song seemed to take over her mind. She felt a sense of overwhelming euphoria.

"Would you dance, for me?" I asked. She never said a word. However, the look in her eyes told me all that I needed to know. It was a look that could kill many men. It was a look of rapture. Without another word, I look around to see if anyone was watching. Those eyes were driving me crazy. My angel is very beautiful.

An unspoken power drew the island animals to the edges of the forest to watch. It was with the grace of swan that she perfectly executed her well placed steps. She started with legato twirls and started to spin faster and faster.

Slowly, she started to rise allowing a thin layer of air to build under her feet. The faster she moved, the more the emotions took over my mind and body. I imagined holding her hand and spinning along with her. The background blurred and the moment was fantastic! Soon we were spinning so fast that we were only a blur of light to the spectators below. All that I could see was her face, everything was a blur of movement. As the dance slowed to an end, we found ourselves fifteen feet above the ground, holding each other tightly, the moment was magical. I could feel each of her tiny breaths. I tilted my head ever so slightly to the side. Her seductive eyes never wavered. She held that intimate eye contact as only a passionate lover could. In the next moment, the island became silent.