My sifu,
You're my baby;
Your kungfu
Keeps you shapely;
When elements get toasty,
You're in the mood to boogie!
If company
Gets shady,
Our moves
Are ever ready
And our grooves are
Oh-so-steady!
We stepped and slid on the dance floor,
Your every ilipat I did so adore;
Your hands drew water from the air;
Soft light filtered through your hair;
The rhythm in your body captured,
You closed your eyes in music, enraptured;
A lovely smile shone through your lips,
As you moved your feet and swayed your hips;
Passion burned us as we danced--
Action returned for action enhanced;
Every ilipat you made a complement
To the steps...
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