But our 愛 was not of that kind… not the epic, beautiful, fairytale kind… It was eternal, destructive, forbidden love….
Sometimes I dance, alone, to 音楽 no-one can hear but me. When I dance I feel the beat of the earth’s own ハート, 心 rise through my feet and legs, through my loins and belly and into my chest, until my own ハート, 心 beats in time with the earth’s. Then I wonder if あなた feel it too, beneath that portion of the earth’s crust where あなた stand, または walk, または lie, または 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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