Someone to dance with me.

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    Someone to dance with me.

    You intrigued me from the moment we first made contact.
    So mysterious and charismatic, I didn't know what to say or how to act.

    Ours was an easy flow of friendly banter and wit.
    With each passage you wrote, my anticipation grew, I have to admit.

    The secrets you hold and the experiences you share
    leave me breathless and wanting more of this rhythmic affair.

    Someone to dance with me.

    Each night I dream of far off exotic places,
    wild and unusual people and beautiful faces.

    Even though I have not gazed into your eyes,
    our union is one that against all reasoning defies.

    For how can two strangers come to be at peace
    in the arms of another ; letting this desire increase.

    Someone to dance with me.

    I close my eyes and envision being wrapped in your arms,
    drawing me like magnet to steel with your renaissance charms.

    You rock me slowly to the beating of your heart,
    and so on this journey two strangers embark.

    Ours is a slow and steady progression
    of spirit, desire and indiscretion.

    Someone to dance with me.

    I have to admit my soul is on fire
    waiting to receive and reciprocate your desire.

    So you say you haven't been ignited to dance
    with anyone is so long, but now you dare to chance,

    this sultry seduction with a perfect stranger,
    Do I dare or is encounter putting my heart in danger?

    Someone to dance with me.

    Finally the music within climaxes, waves are crashing
    inside each of us our libido's are thrashing

    We make our way around the floor
    ripening, wanting, needing so much more

    than just a few simple informal dance steps
    we take that plunge taking this in depth

    journey to the center of our souls until we find
    one another's core, our very flame burning
    exploding, at each other's touch.....
    sighing, lying, heaving, eyes closed we fall
    into silence, hearts pounding, joy resounding
    for we have finally found....
    that special someone to dance with.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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