The way she dances makes my world stand still

In our dancing there is as yet nothing familiar. As a couple we wait for each other, we embrace to open a door to the future. Tango gives us a space in which to explore ourselves.

I ask and she responds. She indicates, and I in turn follow her.

We dance in the pauses, in the spaces that open between our worlds. And in those pauses we begin to see what is possible between us.

We are learning a new structure, a new vocabulary. We are learning each other.

As her extended foot slowly traces a graceful curve on the floor my world stands still – all time is suspended.

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