Dance

Dance is magical.
Dance is erotic.
Dance is lovely.
Dance is hypnotic.
Intimate, yet pure.
Infectious, but a cure.
Alluring and sincere.
Deceitful and unclear.

A warm breeze gently blows through my
Hair, as I walk , feet sinking slightly into
The wet sand.
Suddenly, not far off in the distance.
I begin to hear something.
The rythem beckons me!
Entranced by the beat, I can’t control my
Feet.
Next, my hips begin to move and sway,
my Arms outstretched, waving up
To the evening sky.
My body and mind free at last, I danced through the
Night, until the break of day.

We dance up tight.
Under the white moonlight.
Our hot bodies rock and roll.
To music that has rhythmic soul.
Ambience fresh.
As we dance close together flesh to flesh.
The beat gets faster.
Our agile bodies this fast beat can master.
Our hot bodies sweat.
My partner I'm glad i met.
We dance all night.
Everything is cool you know all right.