Friday, December 4, 2009

Dirty Dancing

Step-step-close.
Step-step-close.
Step-step-close.

I was the first to dance the waltz in our family.
I recently had fallen in love.
How else was I to dance with the voluptuous
intertwining
of our limbs
and the close compressure
on the body
of my beloved?

To waltz with your eyes closed in a crowded ballroom ,
you must be in a trance only love can induce.
The colorful and flowing ball gowns!
I in my tails,
a bit tipsy from the champagne poured freely.
Beautiful music!
Strong melodies.
Shostakovich, Litz, and Stauss.

Step-step-close. Step-step-close. Step-step-close.

The following day, The London Times wrote:
"We remarked with pain that the indecent foreign dance called the Waltz
was introduced - we believe for the first time.
We had believed that last obscene display was confined to prostitutes and adulteresses.
We feel it a duty to warn every parent against exposing his daughter to so fatal a contagion."

Step-step-close. Step-step-close. Step-step-close.

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