poetry

The Dance

Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled

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

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