Wedding Dancing
Aches and pains
disappear at the open bar in open fascination of the pulsing, writhing mass of dancing bodies in techno-trap- whadizthizmuzic. A few quick dance lessons from Jack Daniels and the music pulses in matched synapses, gives me that old fashioned primal beat. Salome, you dears, don't ask for my head when you nab me for a dance, you three, barely thirty-something daughter's friends, in your combo of youth and virtuosity. Escorts at both elbows with one leading the way, to their dance floor domain we go, those three and my gray goatee to jump gyrate bump to the rhythmic method of da-da-dancing, definitely not the father-daughter dance. |
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