Pas De Deux Of Hearts
Pas de deux of hearts;
Reaching for her hand
he bows with such grace;
An enthralled smile asks
‘May I have this dance?’
Dressed to mingle,
to twist and shout;
Balanced breathing,
a profound pulse;
Heat rises
with a touch
on her back,
Just one
finger
slides.
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