Dance.
Dance a dance where your back arches and your legs prance,
where your arms span outward from your body’s stance,
yes-dance.
Make your fingers clinch and spread again,
dance that dance that calls for eternal sin.
Throw your head back experience extreme pleasure.
Wind your hips and call to me with every gesture
yes- dance, dance.
Yes
yes,
lay on your back and let your eyes draw me in
lay on your back and call me in.
Vibrant eyes move to the rhythm.
Sensual eyes capture me in them
and now I dance the dance in your eye’s reflection
now I move with your body’s conception.
Can I dance
expose how I’ve been instructed
contour to your art,
at best be inducted
into your
dance of divinity
your prance of passion
heal to head disclose esteemed satisfaction.
Your actions elaborate songs of life
it is your actions that erase trial and plight.
and looking on I too want to undergo the skill
I too desire the touch less feel,
I too yearn to elude the day
and dance,
the dance
your skill conveys.
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