Dance with Me

It’s my only request, to Latin Indies we’d move.

Upright, your hand on my back

posture matters, you can’t let go.

My face turned away, one hand in yours

our forms so slightly touching.

My mind is on your movements alone

feeling them; stealing a glance first

you consider my open heart facing you

kiss my neck.

It might be like a slow drink of my breath

releasing my body to move in step with yours.

My leg moves back with yours moving forward

feeling each others resistance, pushing with our hips, back and forth.

Dripping back, you are holding me up

connected by strings of energy that have existed from the beginning.

Our motions increase, speed and tempo

in small movements, we find each others rhythms right

from deep inside, they come.


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