Dance In the Dark
my body moves
almost as if
i'm not controlling it
as if it is trained
to dance for you
my hips sway
roll to this beat
a beat i hear when
looking into your
blue seductive eyes
you a snake charmer
me a cobra
a temptress
emerging from a
wicker basket
contained there
all my existence
you charm me
conquer my desire
my hands slither
through blonde locks
your glance
fueling the frolic
this dance in the dark
Copyright © Blythe Journey | Year Posted 2009
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