Setting this beauty into motion knowing full

well that [warm] is fickle, slightly coy and a little

tremulous.  She lays in wait, just there behind the

curtain of cool, anticipating that moment when her

desire – to play to drink to dance to ignite  – overwhelms

her inhibition.  She could use some of our encouragement

in this moment- your odes and poems and promises and saucy

voices, your pleas and prostrations and musical musings.