The Lovers’ Dance
Sep. 23rd | Posted by ARTSHARKS
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It starts with a smile,
Then probably a wink or a certain gesture with flirtatious overtones,
Messages delivered by amorous glances,
Body movements understood by the lovers alone,
It’s pure magic when two souls find each other in a sea of beings destined to travel on one’s own.
Their personal paths forever intertwined, they do the lovers’ dance.
Some call it bliss,
Others call it a journey to the abyss.
The lovers’ heads turn sideways with eyes closed in ecstasy,
Hands fly in the air, feet woven together in a choreography
that can only be inspired by the lovers’ boogie.
Then you hear a sweet symphony,
From the boogie that be.
They strut and they dance with abandon,
They forget their worries and their strife.
Movements flow in a tango devoid of space and time,
Like Beethoven’s No.5 coming to life.
“Laughing Water”
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