Tango

She was dancing alone in the empty hall
In the depths of a peacefully sleeping ball.
And the hall all flickered, the hall all shone
  With her soul.
So he stands there so distant, but won't go away
Will not take sulky eyes off her beautiful sway.
And he drills with the stares and his thoughts trot astray -
  Lost control.

Like a bird in the cage spins the maiden around,
And the blaze of her soul flares and flickers about.
And as if summer lightning flashes her heart...
  He's aside.
Him oobserving the girl with his metrical stare,
Seems vaguely aloof, though he’s near over there.
Amorous sparks cascade everywhere.
  Inside and outside.
Then he silently steps to her forward,
Gripping the frolic by her tawny shoulders.
Emerged into one, like the grasps they've enfolded,               
   are their sensual eyes.

Their passion explodes like the waves over cliffs,
Lifting their hearts up the heavenly peaks,
Weaving the cloth from their feelings and heeds
  And a sour delight.
He's chilled like a snow, that cools down the cuts.
She's heated as though Savannah's wind gusts.
The seas and the hazes is what he has got,
  She's reined by monsoon.

They've mixed on themselves most familiar colours,
Restraint of desires and wildness of cuddles.
As merged, ice and fire in furious dancing,
  Into unison.

28.01.15

(self-translated from Russian)