Tango Dancers": When the rhythm of tango that marked them a holding pattern as serpents animated by a mist of passion,

Tango Dancers": When the rhythm of tango that marked them a holding pattern as serpents animated by a mist of passion, They were knotted and gores a strange vine rain bloomed between the sayings of the room. -Aura, M'hija- howled compadre and companion fosca shamelessness offered its warm impudence flogging with their flesh like tongues of a fire the vibrating bowels of that rabble of love. "Rabble Love" seems perfect for the compadre. They persisted in a twist, violins desbarraron and flute notes said that nobody ever wrote, but were softly, rhythmically, dancers and slowly, without realizing it, the couple besó.BORGES Visit our ,,Tango Dancer,,,,HERE, Visit our ,,Tango Dancer,,,,HERE,