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.
walk happily through the group as if surfing through a wave
stand macho at the cheese dip, knowing your Rugged 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 gorgeous stranger has disappeared with the rest of the night.
With the natural warmth of a summer 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 powerful arms seem to sweep her off the floor, as the two of you dance and dance.
Suddenly the host of the party has inserted herself into the space between you. Her tight breath is smelling like gin, and her gait is a crooked swagger. Too much tonic and self-importance seems to entitle her to you. As your Heart's Desire stands slightly aside, the rolling music rushes on.
trip her with your foot
whirl her fast for a moment
Clunk! She lands on her head. Out cold. Actually, out-and-out...Dead. The authorities come to arrest you.
You wheel and turn her like a skillful rogue, knowing the result. The spinning booze makes her dizzy, and she lets go of you while drifting away in confusion.
curse and yell at her
return to the One
Carried away by your fury, you forget about the One. You realize too late -- your hysteria has banished her 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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