Tango of passion(the hidden knife)~¤~Like a Spanish Guitar~¤~
He played the chords of her soul as he gently but firmly touched her tensed arms and held them higher and she connected with him and danced ~¤~The tango of passion~¤~ He gently placed his hand around her waist ~¤~ close embrace ~¤~ and whispered to her : - You are mine forever. . . ~¤~ hooking her leg around his body~¤~ - I was born free and I will die free, she said He opened his embrace and pushed her away as he kept holding her hand and made her twirl like a bird - My love, he whispered as he took her in his arms and bend her her down until her head reached the floor - You will never leave me. . .I know, he said and pulled her back up as their lips met in a passionate kiss she sighed from pleasure. . . - You love me. . .he whispered She pushed him and crossed her left foot over her right and said to him: - I would give everything for a moment of absolute freedom. . . But nothing if I become the slave of love. . . He took her back in his arms and brought her out of balance and as she leaned towards his arm he kissed her tenderly and whispered: - You belong to me. . . - Never she said and tried to push him away. . He held her tight;she couldn't move but she could see the hidden knife in his pocket - You are mine - Never! the knife Penetrated her heart. . . the twist of the knife became her salvation and he kissed her the moment that she took her last breath ~¤~From his tears;she emerged like a dove~¤~ ~¤~ and flew away~¤~ - Love is a bird. . .
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