21 A TANGO DANCE

- Let yourself go and as a bottle of rum or wine, get me drunk with that woman's perfume - after saying this, it all began, the show opened its curtain, all the boys made a circle appreciating the scene and I saw Sara walk away, I did not see well what I tried to do until the lights went out a little, we danced giving what were the drops for their eyes, they enjoyed seeing and we enjoyed dancing and being seen, almost when the song was about to end I leaned her towards the ground holding her while I saw her in the eyes - The bad thing about death is that it is very fast, that is why homicidal psychopaths play little by little and enjoy seeing how their victim suffers, almost feeling that fear is exciting and seeing that person taking his last breath makes them become ecstatic, for them better than sex, to see how the light escapes from their eyes and the brightness of their pupils diminishes, until they let go, that is why they kill more than once, because it is something momentary, an ecstasy of just seconds and they need stay excited, they need to know that they are in control and for me tango is dying and being reborn, rhythm and seduction, life and death - I felt her heart rate accelerated from the dance or perhaps from my words, I know she understood them and I picked her up when she The music ended and the boys began to applaud perhaps because it was the first time they saw something like this or because of how exciting the atmosphere or how exciting the dance was.