Two for tango

The evenings of Saturday's glow in harmony. Some jazz whispers tenderly over the eyes. The hands of the two are crossed on the balcony. The nights are so bright if the two are in line. The stars twinkle and the river is dancing. And two crystal glasses are singing some swing. The wine smoothly pours like drops of jade. Fancy! It always takes two for tango! Indeed! Those wonderful Saturday evenings... Where love has no end, just beginning...