I normally don't understand dance, but I saw this routine (off So You Think You Can Dance) randomly on television a couple nights ago, and it's magnificent. Absolutely stunning. There's a buttery smoothness to their movements (if you watch nothing else, fast forward to 0:40 when she dives through his arms and he catches and lifts her). It starts out in a regretfully bittersweet tone, and crescendos into sheer, skin-bursting happy. Their faces, as they wind up the routine, are burning with pure glee, and it fades to a stagger-footed finish seeded with perfection. And in the story of the dance, the end is a beginning of something better. Because the story is that he's leaving her, and she has second thoughts about letting him go, and they rediscover how perfect they are together. It's wonderful. I love happy endings.
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