Sunday, November 15, 2009

Dance

Won’t you dance with me tonight
under this warming moon lit sky?
Hold my hips and reduce me to my feet.

Melt me in the furnace of your arms
until I shine like a boiling star.
Seduce me with those deep brown eyes.

Allure me with your scent
the one that makes me faint.
Hold your breath and hold on tight
cause we are on for a wild ride.

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