Dance of the Peacock - Love, Lust & Longing
And then he began to dance. He had waited long enough; he had suffered and survived dry, barren days. He had taken on the blinding heat with grace and poise. Yes, he had waited enough for this dance. A dance that felt like the first kiss, a dance that was contagious enough to make those butterflies in the stomach catch on with his adrenaline filled moves. A dance to celebrate, to feel, to seek and to find. He had waited long enough..
Monochromatic earth spread in all directions around him; shades of brown were all he had seen in the last few months. There was dryness everywhere and it spread like an epidemic conquering lands and living beings. Amidst all the burnt earth stood a golden shower tree in full bloom, like a warrior who had won over all miseries nature threw at it. How can something so beautiful be created for a season such as this - he wondered. Do these yellow bouquets symbolize prosperity for real or is the heat making me hallucinate? The freshness seemed too good to be true. Well, he parked his thoughts for a later moment. Now was his time to rejoice, to come alive.
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