But our 사랑 was not of that kind… not the epic, beautiful, fairytale kind… It was eternal, destructive, forbidden love….
Sometimes I dance, alone, to 음악 no-one can hear but me. When I dance I feel the beat of the earth’s own 심장 rise through my feet and legs, through my loins and belly and into my chest, until my own 심장 beats in time with the earth’s. Then I wonder if 당신 feel it too, beneath that portion of the earth’s crust where 당신 stand, 또는 walk, 또는 lie, 또는 dance too. Because always, when I’m dancing, I’m dancing with you.
The past doesn’t change, of course, it...
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