You're sweaty, and it's Ok. It's summer. We sweat. When you bring me really close and transport me to Magic Tango Land I don't care. In fact, when we come out of our tango daze and I realize we are both damp, it's almost a badge of honor, like sore muscles or a bruise.
I love that tango is so base chakra when we are in the dance that being sweaty together just feels *right*.
Disclaimer: This only works if you smell nice or don't smell at all. If you get me all sweaty and then I smell like ManFunk, it's not so nice. Remember the deodorant, and the bath.
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