Dance with me...

You asked to dance,
with a sweet little smile.

My body responds,
even before the touch.
A large calloused hand,
open, inviting mine.

The spark, the heat,
when the two came together.
Making me quiver,
loosing my timidness.

You guide me along,
to a dark, private corner.
My body, I can feel it,
as it leaves my brain.

Into your circle of arms,
molding as if we were one.

There is soft music I know,
smothered with the thump of your heart.
I rest my head there,
just under a chin.

As we move to the swell of our hearts,
bodies molded as one.
My lusty browns find their way into yours,
letting you see, know.

Into your circle of arms,
forever I will flow.