Tango of Us

Tango of Us

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner

Through the politics of dancing, 
In every step, bonds advancing. 
From acquaintance to a lover’s dream, 
In rhythm’s hold, we’re caught in between.

The mind, a skeptic, slow to sway, 
Yet hearts in unison lead the way. 
With every touch, and every glance, 
We've to master this complex dance.

In moments fleeting, passion burns, 
The heart, relentless, forever yearns. 
A tango fierce, of mind and soul, 
So two-gether, we become whole.



© 2024 Red Brick Keshner


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I tried to learn the Tango once. I did better with the Texas two-step and the Waltz. I like to watch two people doing the tango. They become one in the music. I liked how you described the Tango. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

Posted 19 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Red Brick Keshner

19 Hours Ago

Only tangoed once, for a presentation. Got too tangled to pursue it any further. Dancing wasn’t ex.. read more
Coyote Poetry

19 Hours Ago

Tango need good feet and balance. I didn't have both my friend. You are welcome.



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I tried to learn the Tango once. I did better with the Texas two-step and the Waltz. I like to watch two people doing the tango. They become one in the music. I liked how you described the Tango. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry. I did enjoy.
Coyote

Posted 19 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Red Brick Keshner

19 Hours Ago

Only tangoed once, for a presentation. Got too tangled to pursue it any further. Dancing wasn’t ex.. read more
Coyote Poetry

19 Hours Ago

Tango need good feet and balance. I didn't have both my friend. You are welcome.

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Red Brick Keshner
Red Brick Keshner

Brisbane, West Moreton, Australia



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Perhaps poetry is the only palpitation of my thoughts and experiences. It becomes a commentary, a puppet theatre on what is observable and discernible from the vast expanse of the human condition. Eac.. more..

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