In the Arms We Should Have Always Been - Sensual
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~ some things are meant to be ~
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My Lovely, Graceful Dancer~
silky feet, so swift..so light,
So sublime..you softly flow
into my dreams each night.
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Gliding, oh-so smoothly across
our loving, starlit floor,
Like the ever-urgent, beating sea
against my yearning shore.
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Take my hand, Sweet Dearest
and twirl my wonder wide,
Then, swiftly guide me, Lover
back again to you inside.
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Matched in blissful harmony
our bodies ethereally move,
Flow me now..forevermore
into your flowing groove.
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As if these steps have always
but to fulfill our life, to belong,
All the years we danced alone
we now know..so very wrong.
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Our frames into each other
we do come...as one we melt,
You, the most glorious woman
dream and life has ever felt.
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I know your sweet thighs, now
sliding softly against my own,
Take me, My Heavenly Partner,
to realms I've never known.
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Nurturing breasts...your mound
so softly 'pon me grind,
To steal away my willing heart
my soul...my hungry mind.
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Oh, your luscious moves
love's ne'er-ending routine,
Never knew 'til You the glory
of dancing with My Queen
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Knowing alas, M'Love
this can never be a sin,
For, we're dancing together....
in the arms we should have
always been.
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Rascal Jones
© 2012
Copyright © Rascal Jones | Year Posted 2012
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