He asked me to dance on a warm summer night; the courage of whiskey and lyrics of life, guiding his way to me. As blue mixed with light and circles spun out of control, he tugged at my heart with the truth of A32. A long night indeed as we danced. Till sad songs turned to lullabies, till whiskey turned to daylight; we danced and we danced till nothing but loving filled his glass.

On a warm summer night, he asked me to dance . . . and came away waltzing with love.