Dance
The rhythm of Cuba pulses through my chest
Though not a native just a convert at my behest
So why is it possible to embrace the beat so well?
Of course, it’s my partner. Yes, you can tell!
Slow salsa, what a supremely intense dance.
Every turn rewarding with that ever knowing glance.
The way she moves with complete and utter grace.
With fantastic views of her beaming, perspiring face.
Hot salsa, charged full of fire and passion.
Only the beat matters, dispense with the fashion.
Always testing to follow and ensure no lead.
Totally dependant upon the male to accede.
The night is over with a sign of despair.
Yet the need to continue is definitely there.
Deep feelings of love with a contented sigh.
Ensures our dance & synergy will never die.