Thursday, November 09, 2006

A Vertical Expression Of A Horizontal Wish

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The music begins.

 The strains of the bandoneon transfix you as your partner leads you to the floor. We face one another and embrace. Our foreheads meet. We silently count the 8 bars.

 Salida. Media luna and a forward ocho lead into the cross.

 I close my eyes.
The orchestra takes me to a place where time or distance do not exist. I forget injustice, war and crooked politicians. The music and the dance become one. The embrace and the connection become all encompassing.

The music ends. I open my eyes and I return.

Tango.. proof that you can have a three minute love affair...

"Pueda bailo el tango hasta que muera " .... May I dance tango until I die....


Anonymous said...

Very cool post :)

Margarita Milongita said...

Muchas gracias hombre...

The Overnight Editor said...

Flow. Consumed by the dance.

The edge of your skirt amplifies the motion, later but bigger.

I watch and wish I could tango.

Margarita Milongita said...

Mr Overnight Editor,
Thank you for your lovely comment.
Remember - you can dance if you want to and you can leave your friends behind.

What's your blogger address too?