Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Bio: Cathie Cayros is my pen name. I am a member of the Eurasian Creative Guild, the Union of Writers of North America. Participant and winner of many international awards, competitions and laureates, holder of diplomas and prizes. I have more than thirty-five publications in different countries of the world. My books have been published on Amazon and other international electronic platforms. Born in Moscow, she lived in France for about 30 years, in a picturesque place, not far from the Swiss border. This 14th century fishing village, located on the shores of Lake Leman, has been admired by many artists and poets of past centuries. And now I also find inspiration for my creativity. I am a doctor, Doctor of Medical Sciences. Thanks to my medical education, I have a good understanding of human psychology.
The Elegy of Old Tango by Cathie Cayros
The empty mirror hall froze in expectation. The air is electrified. It is almost vibrating. Another minute, and the leap into the abyss of feelings will finally happen. A powerful explosion of emotions will rip the whole room apart, and then the passionate force will unite love and music to create something new and complete – a dance called Tango!
The tension is growing, and the first music chords announce that everyone is ready to participate and to perform the magic ceremony of the dance.
Her graceful pace, her rhythmic and well rehearsed steps hypnotize. One can hear the rustle of her dress and the light, barely audible clicking of her high heels. Her arched arms that she drew slightly back highlight the rhythm of her movement; her wavy hair gently touches her shoulders and her pretty face. She floats in the hall like a yacht with scarlet sails enters the bay. The thin silky fabric outlines every curve of her body. The dress is flapping with every step she makes, and all eyes are on her. All attention is hers. She has a challenge: to capture her partner and mesmerize him. Not the easiest task!
He is walking towards her in a negligent manner, tapping the rhythm of the music with his feet. He looks confident; he is slim and muscly, and his skin is tanned bronze.
The first sounds of the melody make the heart soar. Both already feel pleasantly excited and start to lose control. He is looking closely at his partner. He admires her and is eager to fascinate her.
His daring hands of a strong man touch her quivering body. The passion of the dance captivates them at the same time, intoxicating them.
The music goes crescendo with every bar, slowly at first, it keeps growing in intensity. Getting more and more irresistible, it has already pushed their bodies and souls close to each other, making them move passionately and energetically. The couple is overwhelmed by desire and the expressiveness of the dance; they’re burning each other with fire in their eyes. Her leg is holding his hip tight, pulling him closer and promising a delightful pleasure. He is not able to resist her; he is following her – totally under her spell – and the rhythm of the music. Then he suddenly comes to his senses and pushes her away, still holding her hand, but only for a moment. Unable to overcome the temptation, he drowns in the haze of her magic again. She curves her body and lets him touch her face, pretending to kiss him. The fire in their hearts is illuminating them and burning their lips. The whole game of the dance repeats again and again, and every minute makes the approaching culmination brighter.
She takes advantage of her charm and beauty; her scent, her flexible body, her languishing look and powerful call – everything shows that she is the queen; she is the charmer. Step by step she is getting closer to her partner, using her magic spell and occupying more and more of his space. She is getting hold of his disobedient heart and slowly but surely makes him her slave. The last barriers fall in front her; he can no longer fight her charm. His mind is foggy. He surrenders to be seduced. He is on his knees before her.
The melody of the Argentinian dance reached its climax. Like a leaf, swirling in the air, following the madness of the rhythm, this tune lifts you up to an unimaginable height and sends you down, making your heart beat with renewed vigour.
The last sounds of the tango faded out, but the mysterious atmosphere was still lingering in the silence of the hall. Only the heartbeat of the dancers could be still heard.
The audience burst into a storm of applause. These loud cheers get the dancing couple back to the reality.
There is always room for dance in our life. A dance that can carry you away into a beautiful dream, a fantasy world of music. Remember about it!
