There is this one particular follower I get to see from time to time when I venture into the Big City.
She is always very warm and welcoming whenever she notices that I am in a Milonga where she happens to be, (I've run into her in three different states, but she is always at home no matter where she happens to be dancing tango)she makes me feel like a million bucks every time.
Her dancing is always extremely connected and it seems (to me) as if we are the only two people in the room, no matter how crowded the floor is.
Sometimes she hums or sings, most of the time her breathing and heartbeat are two more instruments to dance to.
Her curves are a joy to behold and heaven to mingle with if only for a short while.
She loves the tango at least as much as I do (a quality that is truly hard to find).
These are some of the reasons I dance Tango, all wrapped up in one very impressive package.
