Lets Dance

Ecstasy that overwhelming feeling of great joy and happiness…absolute bliss.
Have you ever watched a dancer move across the floor, they seem to barely skim the surface as their Pointe[ed] feet…
Step, pirouette
Step, pirouette
Tendu, ronde de jambe,
Tendu pirouette,
Tombe′ Jete, chase′
plie′
Grande jete!
Their bodies moving and spinning, bending and swaying…
And then slowly the movement of their feet begins to slow and their arms surround you go and you are enveloped in the beauty of their movement…this is ecstasy, this is me. My heart dances with joy when I move towards you and my body tenses when it senses your touch, it is thinking too much and feeling too little. No…that’s not quite right…the feeling is there, but the mind presides, over that bit of mind that allows the emotions to go, but they are controlled by a tight and short rein and rarely allow for letting loose…as much as one might want.