June 21, 2004
She dances. Holds on tight. Fears losing her heart to that fine man, the way they used to make them, fierce and strong. He dances too. Pulls her closer. Wants her to understand how much he wants her. His heart is ready to jump and land in her hands. All he has to do is unbutton his suit jacket, and show his thumping heart. I told you, he was a fine man. Only fine men wear suit jackets and ties on summer days, and stay cool. They're cool, man. Find me one, and one for yourself, and one for him.