Renaissance Dancing

Dancing, twirling – then in intervals standing straight hands jammed in pockets – hair flying, heart beating, feet and calves aching joyously –
all that I needed and wanted, right here at school with many strangers!

The group went about in circles, selecting partners, moving, throbbing, sighing, now violent, now flirtatious. I reveled awkwardly in it, myself not used to dancing but loving it all the same. Oh to get real group of people, and dance with that special someone –
oh la la!
J’ai reve de la!

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