Dancing separately;
Romantically swaying from here and there
Shy stares, sexy smiles
Until 1:43
When we touch our hands
Tango in red dress;
When he loses his mind,
And follows her steps;
Seems a misstep.
No, it is her essence that domains
He tells her name
As she is drawn to him;
Calmly she composes herself,
It’s a 1, 2, 3 steps; music in my head
I can’t coordinate,
I think I will fall again
But he reasons well
I can’t complain.
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Glenda Soto-Gomez
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