A flick of his sparkling eyes made me chilled from head to toes. Lombardo, as always, struck a post before his dance. A turn of his face to his profile made a transient glance lasting for the rest of tunes and flipped my mind to bliss out. He reached his arms towards front yearning to touch an invisible imaginary girl who was someone every single heart would kill for. He made a turn on the tip of his toes and tapped a pause gracefully, teasing a charming smile to many girls all at once stunned. He moved to the side, left and right, his arms alternately swung with his hands opened as if he was flying to the sky. I saw his body move and only I can hear my heart made unusual beats to his steps of dances. It was only a reach away that seemed so far. It was something resemble to a glass shield that made me stay afar. I only thought there would be my day but it never happened. Lombardo only stood there and I was here looking at him from the far distance sighing to myself to infinity. The music started playing and I saw him dance again. As he moved closer, I could not help myself shaking to an absence of his notice. Even so I could not see something else and I had to stare at his every move until he was away from my sight. Silently and secretly, I took myself as his imaginary girl dancing to the rhythm of divine the night through spinning around the floor and took a chance of endearing mystical movements.
Could I have this dance, Lombardo?
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