The Tango Heat
As my dancing feet hit the floor, my eyes were trapped...fixed on the god of a
male,who shines a sure smile at me. Appealing to my eyes from the vibes he
radiates, sending visual cues that i'm the most weak in the game of seduction,
obviously thinks he's the active party but infact is in bondage to seduit in slavery.
Gazing deep in his eyes, i became spellbind that maximize all sensual pleasure,
while discover my inner goddess and revert myself to become his fascination.
An eternal impulse attracts us closer to each, feeling the sharp staccato that
electrifies our dancing feet. Faces pressed intimately close against each other, like
nothing else in this world matter, as he leads me into a back bending dip. In fraction
of seconds, the tango heat takes us on a breathtaking tour filled with adrenalin and
glamour, like swooning ecstasy to passionate affection. Torsos focused, legs gliding,
hips swivel as he swing me into Increasingly risky lifts making sensual electricity
crackled in the air while our feet climb and fall and our bodies fight and reconciliate
simultaneously,making it a slippery game of mutual seduction, suggesting a play
both innocent and titilating.
Twisted like a scarves around his neck and flavor the rhythm as my highest. Feeling
so alive than any moments of our lives as we liberates ourselves to the tango vibes
and feel its beats running through our pulse that pushes us to rise above all
shyness and creates a center of attention where two hearts became a single soul
and the passion we shared takes control.
By kelleyana junique.
Copyright © Kelleyana Junique | Year Posted 2011
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