Jody Frost. Tango of shadows.

Tango,
Shadows
Dancing
Tango…
Trembling eyelashes and
Secret,
Secret,
Secret…
Tango -
Tomorrow they take off their hands,
Quiet sounds sound,
Dimly the moon burns ...
Tango…
The heat of desire is burning ...
The Mystery of Recognition
The dark night is full ...

Marianna_Vi

The hall will be quiet ...
The light will darken ...
Reality will come to naught ...
The searchlight will allocate a spot,
Where are the two of us, where are we one.
In the darkness of the steam like a candle ...
Look into the darkness, over the shoulder.
Slip palm into the palm of your hand ... into contact
Intimate. Getting in time
The pulse of two pours in rhythm ...

A huge world for us alone
Suddenly the wall is limited
Out of the light behind me ...
Silence will explode the string!
Accord guitars will solo the body!
Hip to hip, cheek to cheek ..
And her lips will exhale slightly
With one breath: "I'm with you ..."

And the Argentine wave Will cover the tango ... plunging into passion, Giving to the secret to fall ... Correct the decency of the law Press me to myself ... And groan Involuntarily with the lips break suddenly ... Excitement in the eyes will scare away the fright! Pick up a strong hand And climb to the clouds, Where Argentina rhythms knock In the parquet drives my heel! Step, turn, leg, deflection ... Throw! And the body on the bend Thrown back ... Jerk! The current pierces the hand of passion And returns me again. Once again, the arm extends






Shoulder ... Chord! And the fan will roll up the hair
His face is flashing. Printing Bands
Leave a trail ... and burns
You. And immediately the heart breaks
In the chest of madness, a fire!
Will cover the skin of passion heat,
Sears lips ... look captivated ...
Silk skirts whirlwind fly by!
My foot will slip to yours,
The hip will embrace and bold
The body will squeeze ... And again
Have time to kiss a kiss
Instant from the lips! And silence
Will cover the hall ... The wall will fall
Out of the light, baring us ...
Honor will give the applause
Bowing ... Will cool off, the excitement will go away ...
And only in the pulse of the tango beats ...

Katyusha Severnaya