It's a grand holiday party, thrown by a mysterious host who is rumored to have political connections. Leaning casually in one corner of the room, peering out the window through a pair of big gorgeous eyes, is the One. You know it's the One because your heart is flip-flopping like a toy Slinky.
Your Love's Destiny is just a handful of people away.
Glide happily through the group as if parting through a wave
Stand invitingly by the cheese dip, knowing your Sublime Presence shall draw the Stranger in
As the moon slips off into the horizon and the last of the holiday guests finally depart, you stare into the half-bloated bowl of now-sour dip and realize you could have taken a little more initiative. The fantastic stranger has disappeared with the rest of the night.
With the graceful magic of a singing breeze, you gradually find yourself nudged through the blur of mingling guests. You're now standing alongside the pale glass window, just a faint stirring away from...the One. Your heart is still wrestling with the knot in your throat, and it's then you hear: "Are you here alone?"
Turning and nodding towards that fabulous Voice, you say...
All my life I have been alone. Alone, alone, alone....
I have come alone. But right now, I am here with you...
As you utter your desperate moan, your Enchanted's expression turns into a frown of disappointment. A quick departure follows a hasty excuse, leaving you quietly alone. Your foot's in your mouth, your heart's in your hand, and the One is a sudden memory.
A smile as large as the full moon meets your happy gaze, and suddenly you feel both in sync. Maybe it's the music, the night's dark pane of glass, or Heaven itself. But a swirl of emotion seems to grip you now...together. Your surprised feet seem to sweep off the floor, as the two of you dance and dance.
Suddenly the host of the party has muscled into the space between you. His tight face is sporting a silly grin, and his gait is a crooked swagger. Too much tonic and self-importance seems to entitle him to you. As your Heart's Desire stands slightly aside, the rolling music rushes on.
trip him with your heel
whirl him fast for a moment
Clunk! He lands on his head. Out cold. Actually, out-and-out...Dead. The authorities come to arrest you.
You wheel and turn him like a skillful lark, knowing the result. The spinning booze makes him dizzy, and he lets go of you while drifting away in confusion.
curse and yell at him
return to the One
Carried away by your fury, you forget about the One. You realize too late -- your hysteria has banished him from your charm.
As you glide back towards your Destiny, the music doesn't skip a beat. Your heart takes up the rhythm, and your souls melt in final purpose.
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