The dancing was beautiful and I seemed to disappear. But I guess I never reappeared after that. I was invisible.
Why do men seem to approve of you, but then never come back? The eyes dart away, they bolt. You never existed. http://crypticember.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-who-you-are.html -- Cryptic Ember - The tango blog of Valerie Dark http://crypticember.blogspot.com _______________________________________________ Tango-L mailing list [email protected] http://mailman.mit.edu/mailman/listinfo/tango-l
