And the beat...

I slowly moved to the beat of the song.

Up and down, back and forth. Swaying and falling deep.

Taking in long luscious breaths, holding it one beat longer then normal and then exhaling so intensely that I could feel the fire building from my core.

As the music reached its crescendo, my body took over and I moved freely from one move and position to the next. Each move big or little, full of gusto or slow.

All I know is, I lost time and found me. And the beat moved forward with staccato and gusto. And my body followed suite.

And the beat...