Early New Years
Dark hair blowing
In the winds of hot desire
And dark eyes glowing
Like two diamonds filled with fire.
Dancing to the rhythms;
Well into the night;
Nothing taken most was given
Rocking on till all’s right
Was it accordance?
Or maybe a prelude who’s to know;
But it was certainly fully loaded;
Dangerously speedy but comfortably slow.
Cocktails at the penthouse;
Lights down low
Cat tails swishing
Nothing left to show
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