I could not stand to dance the Tango.
Meaning to climb to my feet and bow.
Strike the classic starting pose, begin.
Whirling round the floor, my partner’s
red skirts flaring and falling in a dance
they alone know, pace and the rhythms.
My partner and I both look serious, yet
intent, passion pouring from every pore
of our being and our heart and our soul.
We entwine our limbs and follow, open
for dictates and changes of the music.
Even as we feel the music following us.
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