When I asked you what came first?
Music or Dance?
You argued it all started with a heartbeat,
I argued it all started with the sway
of the leaf in the wind.

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Feel the wind,
and
let it all go.
With a new day,
get ready to dance
in the snow.

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Dear Love,
why are you sitting there
quietly, and waiting
for the storm to pass?

Come on,
Hold my hand.
Let's dance in the Rain.

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Her feet that moved rhythmically
with the music,
Her divine expressions that's
serene,
Her soul and body that flaunted
flawlessly,
That aggression with a smile which
takes everyone's mind,
That vulnerability in the motion
of her hands,
That jingles of her ankle bells that
add more beauty to the
melody,
That raw passion in her eyes that's
really invincible,
Someone said true once that
dancers don't need any wings to
fly high...!!!

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.....and suddenly,
he started to spot her
in every romantic song,
dancing and singing for him...

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Let your tongue dance over
my warm, naked skin.
Scorch my lips
make us
one.

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Nine colours of prism
Nine days of different shades
Nine days of celebration of the feminine
Nine days of acknowledging
the fierce and the soft
Nine days we dance and sing
The glory of all that is woman
Let's not forget it for the rest of the year
And live the navratri through
Every action and in every moment.

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Speak out,
dance in the pouring rain,
hold someone's hand,
comfort a friend,
fall asleep watching the
sun come up,
act like a child and
smile until your face hurts.

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