Parlez-vous de Danse


Alexandra Kurza


This is a language

so little of us speak.

For it is one of bodies

where music leads.


A language so peculiar,

it requires two.

One to lead

and one to follow.


This is one of romance,

one where love burns.

A concoction of emotions,

some sweet and some sour.


You get lost in a trance,

when it’s first spoken.

You stutter in the beginning,

but flow smoothly in the end.


This is ballroom,

this is a passion.

Words are rarely spoken,

we convey with expression.


So come join me,

and take my hand.

I promise this is a language,

you’ll soon understand.