Why this fascination with Tango? Because its basic color is black. There is a fundamental rigidity in its steps, almost rigor mortis.
And yet, it is not dull rigidity, but the display of control.
Passion channelled by control.
Magic of separation.
Poetry of delay.
I love Tango.
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DESIDERIO
Serpeggia
dentro di Me immobile
Si spinge
nelle mie sinuose anatomie
Scorre
nei miei fermi occhi verdi
S’insinua
Nelle Sue voglie recondite
Sussurra
Più forte del mio costante rumore
Scavalca
Ogni mio stupido pudore
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