(Today, in my modern dance class)
The subtleties of movement
The impressions we have on one another
Standing, facing one another
Grasping hands we close our eyes
We take turns
He shifts his weight from side to side
I fallow, mirroring his movements, shifting my weight from side to side
Fast, smooth. Slow. Gentle, firm
Then, without words, keeping our eyes closed, I take the lead and he follows
How nice we flow together
In this simple gesture of reaching out, holding on, slightly pushing –
Giving our weight over to the movement
We float there, in space for what could have been two hours, but was only two minutes
Swaying from one foot to the other, dancing our little dance together
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