Every part of you is a secret language.
Eye, mouth, chin,
shoulder, elbow, hand
all speak,
all sing.
Together, you are a symphony.
Imagine what your hips would say
to those who will learn
and listen.
The first line of this is from a Rumi poem called Having Nothing” and translated by Coleman Barks. It needs work, but I like the idea of where this might go.
In Other Words 
To me it’s sensual… and at the same time spiritual if that makes sense .
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Thanks – it does, Ayala.
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Agreed. I think the hips have more to say.
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Heheh, they certainly can.
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Vibration!
Hello other Mary…from an other Mary
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Hi Another Mary!! Sorry o be so slow to respond. I’ve been “detained by the world” for a bit! Good to “meet” you!
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