Bleak loneliness ...

And now she was leaving.
The light of her loveliness would be gone.
And he would be left with an emptiness,
To return to his bleak, lonely existence.

- Charlie Chaplin, The Gold Rush

Knowing ...

من چنان عاشق رویت که ز خود بی‌خبرم

تو چنان فتنه خویشی که ز ما بی‌خبری

Blaze ...

The best blaze brightest in adversity

THE Woman ...

Girl ...

Did't see her face ...
Not even a glance ...

Dance ...

Natasha brings me kisses in the moonlight,
She kneels above me, silk upon my skin,
I reach for her, and I can feel her heartbeat,
Beneath her breast so heavy in my hand;
The rain is running rivers on my window,
And shimmers on the streetlights down below,
She's happy when I hold her in the shadows,
And whispers of a life I've never known;
And will you dance, Natasha dance for me,
Because I want to feel the passion in your soul,
And when you dance, will you tell me in a story,
The joy and pain of living in your world;
La la la, la la la, la la la la ...
And with the light I wake up in the morning,
And she has gone, it must have been a dream,
And then I see the roses on my pillow,
And now I know that she will come again;
And she will dance, Natasha dance for me,
Again I want to feel the passion in your soul,
And when you move, will you show me in a story,
The joy and pain of living in your world;
Natasha dance for me ...


- Natasha dance, Chris de Burgh

Anytime, anywhere ...

I remember you were there.
Any one emotion.
Any true devotion.
Anytime, anywhere.

~ Sarah Brightman, Any Time, Any Where

Dance ...

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love
...
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

- Dance me to the end of love, Leonard Coehn

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