It is said that Rhumba is the dance of love.
But if you ask me, Bachata is the dance of true love.
I love the way he moves, the way he sways, the way he holds me, and everything and every moment he bachata with me.
The world of bachata and me, bachata and you, you and me......
I don't think non-dancers will ever understand this unavoidable moment of attraction. When I am so satisfied in that moment of time that it makes me feel like the world has stopped. A complete silence in the air..... that is so satisfying...... All I want to do, is say no word, and absorb that moment.....
It is more than a bit of self control to stop making myself from being greedy and want more than I can have and ruin the moment. Everything has been very platonic, and it will probably stay that way whether I would like to or not. But I'm more than happy that I've met a dancer like him to show me another side of dancing, a world that is not just about competitions, levels and showing off...
Aventura solo por un beso....
A song to remember, a song to be remembered and a song which will always remind me of you.....
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