La Belle Epoque

"Now you've had a taste of youth. It's never satisfying but you'll always want to go back for more"

I will never settle for anything less than a man who can tango.

I presume there will be many affairs of sorts, but none shall get a grip on this one without a delirious command of dance.

For those who think there is something to be found in encapsulated stimulants, well, perhaps they're onto something, but nothing that begins to skim the intensity of what I have seen. There is nothing more guilty than watching a pair where you cannot find the dividing lines. There are no self-conscious or lousy lovers among dancers. And yet, there is so much people don't understand about it. I find it most amusing when a man thinks that dance is not "fitting" for him because it isn't masculine enough. Darling, have you taken a close look? What could be more alluring than a man who has conquered rhythm and gravity, who can lead a woman with complete synchronization? Before people had the liberties of pre-marital encounters, they danced. And you cannot take my or anyone else's word for it, you have to feel it. You have to get lost in that trance free from the limits of space and time and discover that once every couple centuries, humans get something right.