When all the work is through
Putting on some music
Time to slow dance with you
Dancing very closely
Your arms around me tight
Moving slowly to the rhythm
Late into the night
The closeness leads to ardor
With a fervent, passionate kiss
Hands begin caressing
And we move on from this
Hearts intertwined, souls at ease
We are a perfect fit
Sated, loving and happy
Dancing leads to this
No place we"d rather be
No place we want to go
It always begins with dancing
To the candle’s glow
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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