I had a dream I was fighting the love of my life - she, capoeira versus me, kungfu. But though we were truly exchanging blows and intent on the combat, it was much more a dance than a fight. Though we struck quickly and with force, we were loving with our blows. It was powerful, it was liberating, it was intimate and sexy as hell. We were both in our own power, neither bowing to the other. Though seemingly at odds and in combat, the opposite was true; we were in harmony and partnership, in love. It was truly a dance of love, and an amazing experience.
Where is the woman I will dance and spar with?
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