The Harbinger Of Love

Her dance moves were atrocious— targeting a single heart even though many watchers were keen in enjoying the act. The dance was her soul, it contained the message to be couriered; adroitly a safe medium.

Her steps spoke solely for him, to rig up his heart, equipping love.
He admired her graceful twists and twirls, plunging into his depths— the harbinger was punctual.

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