How silly You are,
making me spin like a dancer -
twirling in air.
You playful rascal,
putting up rainbows
forcing me to follow,
lifting my skirt in circles
tickling dimpled knees
with a joyful breeze.
I am laughing upwards
in bubbles, out of breath,
too dizzy to stop.
How fun to be Your plaything -
Oh please, spin me again!
Written
November 13, 2002
Spin Me Again
