poetry

The Dance

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I was entranced to dance, 

to your rhythm last night, 

as your tempo slowed, 

the energy was high.

Engulfed, I wrapped my legs around the sound, of your acoustic taste, grinding to the notes erogenously…

As I used two hands to handle, 

the hungry throb of the bass. 

In the heat, I felt the beat, 

was there deep, inside.

Melodiously the lyrics vibrated between our vibes, as we danced to every tempo,

 by a pulsated ride.

Exhautingly enjoying the climatic end, as we lay cuddled in one another, trying to catch our wind.

 Poetry By Tamara Dorsey-Moore

Copyright (c)  2017 18+ Mature content

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