by Larisa Rzhepishevska
The beginning is timid,
time has no limit,
magic movements are slow,
we dance the tango of love.
It’s the music of feelings,
bliss and passion revealing,
dance of flight and explosion
of hidden love.
The beginning is timid
and is not so vivid,
then it turns into a wild
and grasping dance.
We go deep into music.
plunge ourselves into ta...
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