ah you, flirting inside my dreams and contemplation; did I inveigle you here into my mind? maybe you’ve arrived of your sole self-volition? I don’t want you to be here in this my lone peaceful place. I will decide to ignore each your lilac gaze, redtinge hair, thigh-slit tanned leg, wisp waist, pliant breast, your flesh; warm flesh; soft warm flesh. I will not overlook your disparaging heart, and grating teeth spitting verbal vilification, your keen claws, ribald affair, the broken trust; the tri-polar triangle of him, you and this naïve sap then the serial raw malevolence of a woman scorned. But…as you’re here now…may I please have this dance?