Mind the Gap!

"Mind the Gap!" it said again. The last train to somewhere, not sure where, came, stopped and soon was gone. Hardly anyone around. We were still dancing on that platform.You had much earlier insisted "This floor is good for dancing tango!".

Earlier on - I could see it in your eyes, wanting us to. "The DJ's gone home now!" I teased in reply. "I am serious! This floor is good, I'll sing you a tango, and we shall dance the song. ...till the next one, ....in a few minutes time. Common don't be shy! Humour me, dance with me here ... now, just one small tango song! " you said these and persisted. My objections were all ignored.

You embraced me jokingly, fooling around at first, but soon your spell was on. We danced to your gentle voice and more songs followed your earlier one. Some people stopped, they watched us from near and some from far. Some smiled, a few pretended to ignore the scene but almost everyone was curious as to what was going on - "Look! They are dancing tango - in the underground!? "

An old man offered his looks of envy. A younger woman transfixed her eyes admiring the turns, the embrace, and the total abandonment, us: a couple dancing for themselves, lost in their own world. Some other woman wished herself a dream like the one you and I were living as she saw it, there and then at that time. "May be it is time to leave him behind, live my life and taste what love should be like." she thought these as she watched you and I dancing our tangos on that platform late on a cold Thursday night.

We continued dancing, and you went on singing, whispering your words and melodies, what lovely and beautiful songs.

No one rushed past, fascinated by this, many stood around - for a little while at least if not for very long. Their life briefly synchronised with ours. Almost all were quiet near us except that woman who laughed aloud. She wanted to be heard as she said "These two are very cheeky! They must be foreign, no? That's what they do if they love, they dance everywhere, I have seen some before dancing cheek-to-cheek in the park!"

Some Japanese tourists mistook us for buskers , they took photos of us dancing, and were not very sure if they needed to leave us some money or not.

You ignored everything and all. You did not take a blind bit of notice of what went on. You just wanted to dance for your love of tango and mine.

MilongaCat.
The only cat who loves you back!