Dancing I dance with the Wind despite
Her cold breasts and hips
Her freezing fingertips,
She dances to feel the freedom
Of being human,
I dance to lose myself in the motion
Of Her arms,
She dances to grow-growing and love-loving
Every moment of our miracle fun
Here on the road of hard packed snow
And occasional patches of frozen dirt,
There are no trees on the open field.
I dance, We dance.
Oh yes, We dance
Because the Wind and Her voices emotion
Need a partner to hold
And I, I need to feel an embrace of the infinite!