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Starring at him from across the room 
All shades of brown were in his eyes 
With my figure glowing in the moon it was no surprise he didn't notice me 
My flowing dress was catching his attention
Every waft from that warm summer night 
He wanted to read and study my native body....
Language, but wasn't bold enough
He was warming up from a cold broken heart that he suffered 
Things were heating up now 
The piano got me swaying from side to side 
I fled from my friends 
Courageously I broke out of my shell and on to the dance floor
My heels were tapping
My fingers were snapping 
To sound of the congas 
My head was nodding to the bass guitar
And my hips were moving 
Across the room he could see that I was grooving 
Temptation was setting in 
He wanted to jump up and hold my hand joining me in the solo dance 
and turned it in to a duet 
Face to face
My eye's were scanning his well structured jawline 
to his full soft lips 
to his bold light brown eyes 
to his fresh wavy cut 
He appreciated my figure enough to touch it
His hand contoured to my hips 
and we moved to the sax's sexy smooth notes
Harmonizing with the piano's light sharp melodies 
No talking was needed 
He was talking to me in a soft low tone 
Not putting me to sleep
but waking up my mind to believe that he may be the one that sweeps 
me off my feet,
 dancing on the verge of passion

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