And that love that wrinkles your nose touches my foolish heart.
In dealing with a girl or a horse, one lets nature take its course
Why didn't you tell me I was in love with you?
This search for what you want is like tracking something that doesn't want to be tracked. It takes time to get a dance right, to create something memorable.
I just put my feet in the ground and move them around.
I have no desire to prove anything by my work. I have never used it as an outlet or as a means of expressing myself. I just dance.