When We Dance

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When we dance…

I forget about our stresses. You twirl me around like a King would a Queen. You lift me up as if I were weightless. I laugh with delight. The synchrony of our dance is natural, not forced, and effortless. It causes me to float away to another place, if only in that moment.

In that moment, all that is promised is the dance. In that moment, we are perfect. In that moment, we are flawless.  In that moment, nothing else matters. In that moment, our dance is all that matters.

If I had to choose a dance partner for life, I would choose you. Alas, life is more than our dance, with all of its complications and noise. I will forever cherish the moments we danced.

I welcome and encourage your comments and thoughts. Thank you.

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