The Dance
The Dance
A melodious tune imbues the room,
Seducing my love and me to bloom;
Her arms around my neck embrace,
And mine enclasp about her waist.
Cheek to cheek, we press and caress;
Step and slide, while holding our breath.
Over each other’s shoulder, we glance;
Attached and relaxed in love and romance.
Fervently, our hearts pulsate and frash,
Delightfully smitten and unabashed.
Melded together in a rhythmic sway,
By candlelight beam, we dance away.
Intoxicating smell and tender touch,
Gentle the song we cherish so much,
And silently pray for the moment to last,
In three-four metre as time swirls past.
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Note:
Frash (from the Urban Dictionary): A combination of the words fresh and awesome. To be frash is to be cool and relaxed and keepin’ it awesome. “Keep it frash.”
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