Reading simple words woven together with rythm is probably one of the purest joys the human mind can derive. The same is true of dance. Dance should be simple too. I saw this bit of poetry in a coffee-shop on a dark evening. It is simple and beautiful.
Tango Moment
The simple steps are best.
The left and pause, then right again.
Just intention. Just attention
To details in our breathing,
To the texture of your shirt,
And perfume in the room.
Simplest is best.
Back, front, front, back
In perfect symmetry perfectly in
Each step, this very step.
I don't know you well at all
But I'm sure I will recall
Your touch, your steps, your breath
When I am alone again;
When we are each alone again.
-- Gibson Batch
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