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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