whirlwind Cicero two bells sound and two socked feet flee to the door. it opens, the wind tornadoes around my head, her essence intoxicates my mind, leaving me incapable of undamming my heart. it's like a needle thrust into my neck filled with her drug. it's a lovely stupor being in her gaze. it invigorates the mind and looses the veins 'til the blood flows to the brain, geniatls and fingertips. senses are sharp to her glowing presence in my portal. I step outside and feel my nerves sieze control of my body - the body mutinies. one quick exchange of book and three exquisite kisses stolen from the moment. and then the whirlwind whizzes down the road, home to the plains and I return to survey the damage. 030121 what's it to you? who go blather from