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Juan Luis Guerra: "La Hormiguita"



I am thinking of the shape of the boy's hips while he danced and I knew we were being watched. This is the gentle rock of the bachata. I find salsa more intellectual, more angular, I am used to dancing it with Aarón only and it is strange to be led into its patterns by anyone else. Merengue's quick rocking, my legs between his.

No es lo mismo, ni es iguál.

I can only think, hearing this song, about dancing. And how I want to dance with you, it's almost a more-than-bodily want, it's almost biological, it's the closest way of being with someone and it's what I want, I want you to be able to put your hand out, to take your hand and be led by you and to move with you and feel you and feel the happiness of dancing.

Luego reí
Y rompido el hielo
Nos mordimos los dedos
Nos mordimos los dedos
Como viola en un solo de chelo
Eres como una hormiguita
Que me besa y me pica
Que recorre mi espalda
Y se acuesta en mi barba
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