Move
Moving the arms, softly waving with the hands reminds me of the ancient days from
faraway lands.
I'm learning the art of belly dance. A new kind of groove. This beautiful art teaches a
woman how to gracefully move.
Soft fluid flow. A change in the positioning of feet. Don't use the top part. Carefully
manipulate the movement, taking care not to fall on the floor, making all your limbs
meet.
Beautiful circles and figure eight. I had so much fun I wanted to dance more, making
my exit late.
Practice makes perfect. To myself I'll prove to be a professional before six months,
learning this new move.
Copyright © King-Galaxius Stravinsky | Year Posted 2011
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