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Stories. Magic of movements
It’s difficult to speak about tango. One can love, understand or hate tango. The tango is emotions embodied in dance and feelings spread by music. It is the refuge of soul, the world where words are powerless and unnecessary.
But I’ll try to find them to bring the sensations up to those who have not plunged yet into this magic, to those who have not comprehended charm of movements, which hearts communicate with.
The tango is my secret life. I am strong, beautiful and skilled there. Sometimes I’m shy and naive, and sometimes I’m so filled, that it seems all shades of feelings won’t have enough place in my soul, and sometimes devastated, sad, suppressed. I have lived many lives in tango, I gave myself, I played different roles, I loved different men. You may ask, how such human things can be transferred in pair of dancing moves? It’s easy. In fact, my soul, heart and mind dance. Rising in embraces, my understanding of dreamland puts a hand on shoulders to the partner. My desires dress in prompt turns, air heroses, and seductive ochos.
Partners give me the opportunity to realize all these feelings. Partners are different: skeptics tired of everyday life; uncertain young men who haven’t found yet their place in life; succeeding, sometimes haughty men; true milangeros. All of them want to learn mysteriousness and attractiveness of this dance. They invite me, and their soul’s exposing. One want to own me, others - to show their importance and skills, the third present me with the magic paradise. My heart will find the response in each of them. But with those, the last, it will experience all possible feelings, from magic attraction up to bitterness of loss, from happiness of mutual understanding to pain of loneliness.
The partner will be surprised, that it was heard what he wants to tell.
To me it will be pleasant to tell him what he wants to hear.
The dialogue of our souls has taken place. Our hearts have beat in unison, and bodies have been plaited in passionate dance, which is called the Argentina tango.
That's all words, which I found to describe the magic of movements, which hearts communicate with.
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