Dancing Floor
Sweet vibes coming from the speakers
As her skirt and blouse shine like gold,
Making my hairs stand like whiskers,
As I look at her ,inner feelings unfold,
I pull her to the dancing floor,
As her fragrance energizes me,
Aroma of pure wine is the cure,
Beacons of light make my soul free,
As I dance closely with my dame,
Boredom and shyness are put to shame.
Olusegun Arowolo
Date:9-17-2015
CONTEST:Mixed senses sponsored by Nette Onclaud
*Music*
Copyright © Olusegun Arowolo | Year Posted 2015
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