There we were,
Dozing off into oblivion,
Intertwining with our dancing energies.
Spiraling and dancing all around each other,
Levitating, gravitating..through condensed matter,
Time and space.
Continuing up toward the interchanging gravitational pull,
Exercise is like Tantric Sex.
You don’t over exert yourself at first..You tease yourself, with an enticing..sweaty, time.