sensual dance

my life passes me by like slides on a projector.some of them bring back the happiest memories, some bring my worst nightmares to life. all events in all colors... some in pastel, some in earth; few the dull dreary grey and some the fiery red of anger, hurt and betrayal.the speed with which these events pass by make it seem like an intimate almost sensual dance of good with bad, happy with sad, spiralling round leaving me with a feeling of vertigo. in this dance my life unfurls, a riot of colors all around that make me wanna elope to the land of love, sunshine and hope.