When I dance with you, the music is in our hearts. The scent of High Sierra pine fills the air. I hold you in my arms, and life is good. Perhaps we have a few glasses of wine, exchange a wink or two, a few smiles, and lots of good conversation. To me, getting away from it all means heading to a cabin in the High Sierra, away from cell phones and television, and dancing by moonlight under the stars, to no music at all except the passion in our hearts! Thanks for the dance!
January 15th, 2010
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