Stripping the Willow, dancing chest to chest
a tempo, “down the line” tracing the forearm with
brief embrace, as the fiddle drives feet to the floor
pulsing the energy, and scent of Glenmorangie,
with a splash, miming a willow, of Celtics,
spinning in steps.
This reminds me of people coming together to have a good time and dancing to good music. Nice one
Thank you, Fia.