she approached with caution the mysterious man, “Would you like to dance?” He replied to the beautiful vixen, “wrong verb!”
terryble
I danced when I was a kid, was going to learn point. Now I’ve got screwed up ankles and all I want to do is ballet again. I loved spinning and leaping – my dance teacher called me Peter Pan because I flew across the tiny studio, higher than anyone else in the class. They all thought the idea was distance. I knew it was flying. I was going to get as high as I could. Up up up up.
Allison
he took me to the dance
paid for the tickets
bought chocolates for my mother
bought a new suit
matching tie
corsage
but i never knew who you were
and i lost your number
so i never will know
we had shite conversations about bands that neither of us really liked
clung to common ground like shared interests could save our souls from lonelyness
ra
it is my life. it is my word. it is my sound. if i cannot find a man who dances, i shall have to dance alone. as i have done for many years. my ex husband dispatched my friend to fly in to town in a tux so he could go to a party and dance with me as he, my ex, would not. that is the story of why he is my ex. dance, fools, as jack buchanan said in The Band Wagon, dance!
Cathy Harding
It’s how I met you. Sweaty bodies grinding and churning on time, all at once in a crowd of flesh and jewel-tone fabric. Music pounding in our heads, how could i say no? But now you left me with a body, dancing inside of me like a little alien. Now I dance with this little devil.
Alina
I twirled about on the stage, my mind flying with my feet as my hair was flung out behind me in a whorl. As I leapt and jumped I could feel the judges’ eyes on me, but I felt freer and more uninhibited than I ever had before. Once my pointe shoes hit the hardwood floor again I was flying past them, without a single care in the world running through my mind.
Megan Mann
Dancing makes everyone crazy. It inspires sex, rage, and all other kinds of emotion while simultaneously expressing it. That is rare in everything but that is what art does.
Seaweed
shall we dance shall we dance shall we dance and shall you be my new romance when the last light of evening as gone into the shadows shall we dance shall we dance shall we dance
kelly
My neighbor enjoys dancing in his underwear. He does this mostly on saturday nights, and seems to think no on sees him. I find him highly entertaining. For the fact is, he is old, and lonely, but he definately shakes his bon bon like ricky martin to ye old frank sinatra.
jacinta
i want to dance with you,
more than anything actually.
Not like that twilight dance bullshit,
or fairy tales, however you want to put it.
not like that.
It doesnt have to be special or beautiful
just as long as i’m close to you, I’m happy.
dont ever leave my side please.
cori
so you think you can dance? i wish i could dance. once i saw a black man dancing with a white lady. but hispanic chicks are so much sexier than white bitches. bright eyes is a fuckin weird ass band. i remember bright eyes. what a great dog she was. she was such a partier. i wish she was still here. i wanna chill with her.
Jebus
just dance. it’ll be okay. gotta doo do and just dance. just let that record play. gotta do do and just dance. i love to dance. however, i am not very coordinated so this doesn’t work well for me in public. I get nervous of what others will think of my spastic moves. i am white and therefor have no rhythm.
kara honea
I like to move it, I like to move it move it. This is what a;; the wild animals of the Afircan Appalachion mountains were chanting during their party for the initiation of the new king.
amy werner
forget everyone and everything else around you. dance. life is a dance–you do what you do, you improvise with the beat of the world, and if you fall you get up again.
Dancing is risking things… You only learn if you take risks…so dance!
Raevynne
If there’s one thing that I don’t enjoy it’s dancing. I had a friend in college who ended up taking up ballroom dancing when he was engaged, and they had a good time dancing at their wedding reception. But I didn’t dance at all!
Scott
i love to dance so much specially with boys. even though i never actually did dance with a boy so… I know, I am so super inexpierienced but its alright. This is kind of cool. Today I was dancersizing. Thats excersise in the form of dance. Alright. House is the best show. He should dance.
Sylwia
Move, Run, Go out and party. Honestly, I am not a huge fan of dance but there are those who are. Good memories….I mean I have gone out and had the chance to dance with a few very beautiful and intelligent women which is always a fun time. Maybe it is a not such a bad thing afterall.
Mike
if i could have one dance with you
i’d tell you to take the lead
and spin me anywhere you’d like.
i swear i’ll follow.
ashley
The courtship of man and woman is akin to the mating dance of birds, so colourful, yet so strangely humorous at times.
Khor Hui Min
in public, badly, on one leg, holding a watermelon. Naked.
Amy
dance to feel your body. to feel connected to those around you even if you dance to a different beat. rejoice in energy and life you command.
ophelia
a way to express yourself moving to the rhythm of your soul riding with the soul of another. leaving all other thoughts behind.
frank
Helps me relax and makes me feel beautiful. I do it when i get home from school in my room and in front od mirror. I coouldnt live without it flowing through my body.
Emily
Dance, Laura, dance! Who cares about the rest. They love you. That is enough.
Helstrom
Dance like no one is watching. Dance with your eyes, dance with your soul, dance with your mind, waltze, tango, twirl, fall, feel, be. It’s not about beauty when you’re dancing to show pain, its about life and all of its facets.
Dance because you can.
Lauriekay
He had come to see her dance. On two soft white legs across the yellow stage. She turned a pirouette mid-ar and with a crash came down hard on her now bad knee. Silently he escaped out the back door. There were others,surely.
J.Thomas
Twirly whirly. An art form that involves movements of the body. It’s very very lovely.
Frankie
get drunk and dance.
dance your ass off.
dance on the booze soaked floor.
slide around.
don’t bump and grind.
this isn’t about sex.
it’s about friends and feeling good.
it’s about being trashed with the ones you love.
ali
We all dance along, but never feel. Life is a mystery to me, but if we could feel, maybe this dance would turn from a waltz to a tango, from a march to a jazzy little number.
Rachel
As I bumped my rump into hers, there was a freefall for a moment, then I caught her. She couldn’t catch her breath and I had to grab her waist like she had the cure to calm the pulse on the dance floor. The colors of the lights kept flittering beneath our feet. The evening grew more restless. We both practice safe sex.
Michael
Suavemente…besameee. She held my hips as I drunkenly taught her to dance to merengue. She had long hair, but she wasn’t as feminine as me. Her hair seductively covered her face as she swayed her body in rhythm with mine. I took the hair out of her eyes, and moved the strands from her mouth, and kissed her..softly.
bella
beautiful, the only thing that matters. Art through movement of the body, control of the body through physics.
natasha
that song that I sang at their wedding
…because when they danced
that was when
I could see
how much love
was alive between them.
And I hope they always dance
meredith coulter
i like to dance, dance is freedom. this website is weird. who would read about me writing about dancing. but anywas i like to dance. i need a good partner cuz it seems like its hard for guys to keep up with me. hmmmm yah. FREEDOM= DANCE. lol TeChNo is awesome. oneword
abby
I can’t wait to dance. I want to move. To feel. To live. My body cries out for passion and love! Yet like a stone I hold stead . . . I can’t dance.
gerent
spinning snowflakes in a frigid wasteland.
the beck and call of sinuous hips that buck with passion unbridled and i wonder if they dance with the intention of a snowflake or something more, caught in the wind of a moment.
devin
Dance is the cosmic energy that lifts us up and brings us back to earth again. Dance is life, is love is beauty is non verbal art is ephemeral art is art in its purest form. Dance is the rhythm of life, dance has been my life for nearly 40 years.
Shelley Muzzy
dance with me….when you dance you speak in untold words. words of beauty. sometimes people find themselves stuck…trapt by a barrier of self expression….just dance. the letters of the alphabet can never create a meaning of what you create when you dance. tell me what you want me to know. dance. let me feel your thoughts, your expression, your emotion. please….dance with me.
tbetos
you move around from side to side, swaying, usually to music. it tends to free you, makes you feel at one with the beat. many people like to dance to entice the oposite sex, or to just have fun with their friends. I don’t like to dance. many cultures have traDITIONAL DANCES THAT THEY PERFORM THAT EXEMPLIFIES THEIR CULTURE AND PAST AND HISTORY. tHE
SANDRA
the word is orange and it is fairly large… it is 5 letters and it’s a verb. form of ballet and other dances.
she approached with caution the mysterious man, “Would you like to dance?” He replied to the beautiful vixen, “wrong verb!”
I danced when I was a kid, was going to learn point. Now I’ve got screwed up ankles and all I want to do is ballet again. I loved spinning and leaping – my dance teacher called me Peter Pan because I flew across the tiny studio, higher than anyone else in the class. They all thought the idea was distance. I knew it was flying. I was going to get as high as I could. Up up up up.
he took me to the dance
paid for the tickets
bought chocolates for my mother
bought a new suit
matching tie
corsage
but i never knew who you were
and i lost your number
so i never will know
we had shite conversations about bands that neither of us really liked
clung to common ground like shared interests could save our souls from lonelyness
it is my life. it is my word. it is my sound. if i cannot find a man who dances, i shall have to dance alone. as i have done for many years. my ex husband dispatched my friend to fly in to town in a tux so he could go to a party and dance with me as he, my ex, would not. that is the story of why he is my ex. dance, fools, as jack buchanan said in The Band Wagon, dance!
It’s how I met you. Sweaty bodies grinding and churning on time, all at once in a crowd of flesh and jewel-tone fabric. Music pounding in our heads, how could i say no? But now you left me with a body, dancing inside of me like a little alien. Now I dance with this little devil.
I twirled about on the stage, my mind flying with my feet as my hair was flung out behind me in a whorl. As I leapt and jumped I could feel the judges’ eyes on me, but I felt freer and more uninhibited than I ever had before. Once my pointe shoes hit the hardwood floor again I was flying past them, without a single care in the world running through my mind.
Dancing makes everyone crazy. It inspires sex, rage, and all other kinds of emotion while simultaneously expressing it. That is rare in everything but that is what art does.
shall we dance shall we dance shall we dance and shall you be my new romance when the last light of evening as gone into the shadows shall we dance shall we dance shall we dance
My neighbor enjoys dancing in his underwear. He does this mostly on saturday nights, and seems to think no on sees him. I find him highly entertaining. For the fact is, he is old, and lonely, but he definately shakes his bon bon like ricky martin to ye old frank sinatra.
i want to dance with you,
more than anything actually.
Not like that twilight dance bullshit,
or fairy tales, however you want to put it.
not like that.
It doesnt have to be special or beautiful
just as long as i’m close to you, I’m happy.
dont ever leave my side please.
so you think you can dance? i wish i could dance. once i saw a black man dancing with a white lady. but hispanic chicks are so much sexier than white bitches. bright eyes is a fuckin weird ass band. i remember bright eyes. what a great dog she was. she was such a partier. i wish she was still here. i wanna chill with her.
just dance. it’ll be okay. gotta doo do and just dance. just let that record play. gotta do do and just dance. i love to dance. however, i am not very coordinated so this doesn’t work well for me in public. I get nervous of what others will think of my spastic moves. i am white and therefor have no rhythm.
I like to move it, I like to move it move it. This is what a;; the wild animals of the Afircan Appalachion mountains were chanting during their party for the initiation of the new king.
forget everyone and everything else around you. dance. life is a dance–you do what you do, you improvise with the beat of the world, and if you fall you get up again.
Dancing is risking things… You only learn if you take risks…so dance!
If there’s one thing that I don’t enjoy it’s dancing. I had a friend in college who ended up taking up ballroom dancing when he was engaged, and they had a good time dancing at their wedding reception. But I didn’t dance at all!
i love to dance so much specially with boys. even though i never actually did dance with a boy so… I know, I am so super inexpierienced but its alright. This is kind of cool. Today I was dancersizing. Thats excersise in the form of dance. Alright. House is the best show. He should dance.
Move, Run, Go out and party. Honestly, I am not a huge fan of dance but there are those who are. Good memories….I mean I have gone out and had the chance to dance with a few very beautiful and intelligent women which is always a fun time. Maybe it is a not such a bad thing afterall.
if i could have one dance with you
i’d tell you to take the lead
and spin me anywhere you’d like.
i swear i’ll follow.
The courtship of man and woman is akin to the mating dance of birds, so colourful, yet so strangely humorous at times.
in public, badly, on one leg, holding a watermelon. Naked.
dance to feel your body. to feel connected to those around you even if you dance to a different beat. rejoice in energy and life you command.
a way to express yourself moving to the rhythm of your soul riding with the soul of another. leaving all other thoughts behind.
Helps me relax and makes me feel beautiful. I do it when i get home from school in my room and in front od mirror. I coouldnt live without it flowing through my body.
Dance, Laura, dance! Who cares about the rest. They love you. That is enough.
Dance like no one is watching. Dance with your eyes, dance with your soul, dance with your mind, waltze, tango, twirl, fall, feel, be. It’s not about beauty when you’re dancing to show pain, its about life and all of its facets.
Dance because you can.
He had come to see her dance. On two soft white legs across the yellow stage. She turned a pirouette mid-ar and with a crash came down hard on her now bad knee. Silently he escaped out the back door. There were others,surely.
Twirly whirly. An art form that involves movements of the body. It’s very very lovely.
get drunk and dance.
dance your ass off.
dance on the booze soaked floor.
slide around.
don’t bump and grind.
this isn’t about sex.
it’s about friends and feeling good.
it’s about being trashed with the ones you love.
We all dance along, but never feel. Life is a mystery to me, but if we could feel, maybe this dance would turn from a waltz to a tango, from a march to a jazzy little number.
As I bumped my rump into hers, there was a freefall for a moment, then I caught her. She couldn’t catch her breath and I had to grab her waist like she had the cure to calm the pulse on the dance floor. The colors of the lights kept flittering beneath our feet. The evening grew more restless. We both practice safe sex.
Suavemente…besameee. She held my hips as I drunkenly taught her to dance to merengue. She had long hair, but she wasn’t as feminine as me. Her hair seductively covered her face as she swayed her body in rhythm with mine. I took the hair out of her eyes, and moved the strands from her mouth, and kissed her..softly.
beautiful, the only thing that matters. Art through movement of the body, control of the body through physics.
that song that I sang at their wedding
…because when they danced
that was when
I could see
how much love
was alive between them.
And I hope they always dance
i like to dance, dance is freedom. this website is weird. who would read about me writing about dancing. but anywas i like to dance. i need a good partner cuz it seems like its hard for guys to keep up with me. hmmmm yah. FREEDOM= DANCE. lol TeChNo is awesome. oneword
I can’t wait to dance. I want to move. To feel. To live. My body cries out for passion and love! Yet like a stone I hold stead . . . I can’t dance.
spinning snowflakes in a frigid wasteland.
the beck and call of sinuous hips that buck with passion unbridled and i wonder if they dance with the intention of a snowflake or something more, caught in the wind of a moment.
Dance is the cosmic energy that lifts us up and brings us back to earth again. Dance is life, is love is beauty is non verbal art is ephemeral art is art in its purest form. Dance is the rhythm of life, dance has been my life for nearly 40 years.
dance with me….when you dance you speak in untold words. words of beauty. sometimes people find themselves stuck…trapt by a barrier of self expression….just dance. the letters of the alphabet can never create a meaning of what you create when you dance. tell me what you want me to know. dance. let me feel your thoughts, your expression, your emotion. please….dance with me.
you move around from side to side, swaying, usually to music. it tends to free you, makes you feel at one with the beat. many people like to dance to entice the oposite sex, or to just have fun with their friends. I don’t like to dance. many cultures have traDITIONAL DANCES THAT THEY PERFORM THAT EXEMPLIFIES THEIR CULTURE AND PAST AND HISTORY. tHE
the word is orange and it is fairly large… it is 5 letters and it’s a verb. form of ballet and other dances.