A sweet dance of contact improvisation
Our bodies matched and complimented
one another
Melding, fitting together, playing with
sharing weight, counter balance,
giving and taking
Experimenting with letting our minds
go
In our 50/50 dance, no one lead,
neither fallowed
A mutual conversation of grace
that was stumbling and
awkward at times, but
all part of the dance.
Tumbling together
Experiencing together
The curves of our bodies
met in space
Leaving our minds behind,
our bodies were free to communicate
Learning the contours of a new dance
Listing with our limbs
Free to share in this dance across
the floor
With a destination in mind, [the other side of the room], we would
reach it without trying to reach it
Without hesitation I let myself
be carried by the dance
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