Breathless…
The rhythm of the dance entrances still, tiny feet that seek the music’s will. Two bodies caught in pas de deux, I am she, and he is you.
Surrender to the music, beloved let go. This time and space is all we’ll know. Two bodies move in perfect time, mine in yours, yours in mine…
~ kei
11 June 2014
Do not fear the storm. It is as necessary as the sun.
Breathless is a GREAT way to put it 🙂
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Thank you Morgan 🙂
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Always lovely words, shall we dance..
B~xx
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Yes indeed. Always shall this old ballerina’s bones strive to make the steps a joy, smiles.
K~xo
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Entrancing.
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Grrrooowwwllll!!!!
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