Monday, January 28, 2008

One, Two, Cha-Cha-Cha

I know, I know, enough with the dancing metaphors. They just work so well when it comes to dating.

In fact, this past weekend I was acutely aware of how much a relationship is like a dance. Spending 72 hours with someone definitely requires some side-stepping and good posture. You have to be able to walk backwards when he walks forwards, keep your shoulders straight when he's wishing he could slump. And most importantly, you can't step on his toes.

It's not an easy feat with every person. Some people just don't move to the same groove you do, and no matter how much you try to keep your steps straight, sooner or later, the top of your shoe gets squished. It's not fun. And you might just want to stomp on your partner to even the score.

But, I think, ultimately a lot of the success of the dance comes from your own ability to pick up the rhythm. Suddenly it gets easier to move to the music and you actually want to learn the steps. You want to spin out and walk away before rolling along his arm to come back in for a dip. You want to let him take the lead and synchronize your stilettos with his, so you never scuff his shoes. You want to lose yourself for hours while the two of you twirl around one another, hand in hand, mesmerized by what you see, hear and feel. You want the stereo to keep playing and playing and playing until you fall to the floor in an exhausted heap...and even then you probably want another dance to begin.

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