Slow Dancing
All you need is a soft, languorous ballad. You wrap your arms around your love and you glide, sway and spin across the floor. Two bodies meld into one. You bury your face in her hair and all the laws of physics fall to pieces. There is no clock, no floor, no walls. There are only heartbeats, warmth, motion and scent. The music plays on and on...and you glide and sway and spin...
Simple pleasures truly are the best. Slow dancing is one of the best of the best simple pleasures. We need these moments that feel like infinity. We need to hear our hearts beat. To dance with love is a sublime pleasure. It has been said that dancing is “the vertical expression of a horizontal desire.” It is that, but slow dancing is far, far more. To sway and glide and melt and dream and flow with love is to experience pure rapture. It is a good and necessary thing to experience rapture...to bathe in love. We were made to dance.
And should it come to pass that a ballad begins to play and you step out on the floor...if your steps feel strained and stilted, if you subtly draw away, if you find yourself waiting for the song to end...well...
you’re dancing with the wrong partner.
Simple pleasures truly are the best. Slow dancing is one of the best of the best simple pleasures. We need these moments that feel like infinity. We need to hear our hearts beat. To dance with love is a sublime pleasure. It has been said that dancing is “the vertical expression of a horizontal desire.” It is that, but slow dancing is far, far more. To sway and glide and melt and dream and flow with love is to experience pure rapture. It is a good and necessary thing to experience rapture...to bathe in love. We were made to dance.
And should it come to pass that a ballad begins to play and you step out on the floor...if your steps feel strained and stilted, if you subtly draw away, if you find yourself waiting for the song to end...well...
you’re dancing with the wrong partner.
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posted by Jonas | 11/05/2005 08:50:00 PM
5 Comments:
Slow dancing is an intimate pleasure too many people are too afraid to experience. So sad, especially if they do have the right partner available.
So true, Ms. GreenEyes, so true. The partner makes all the difference.
This is as far as I could get before commenting. This one brought the first tears.
I have yet to experience being taken spontaneously and willingly (emphasis on willingly) by a lover for dancing.
It's funny. If I could sum up my last breakup and my last divorce (there have been 3 total, but who's counting the first), it would be with these words:
"You wouldn't dance with me."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-c4jf5824oI
"the wrong partner"
Sadly, there are too many of them out there, looking for a "pole" around which to strut their stuff. I'm reluctant to generalize because there are a lot of exceptions, but it seems to me that women are more likely to take to the floor with the wrong partner, believing the dance is a vertical expression of love, while he is just a pole dancer.
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