The dance...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

The dance of life interpreted differently...


A hundred seconds to live…

I run for his lips,

He lusts for my hips.

Our bodies touch for a bit,

In the spaces of my fingers, his hands fit.


Seventy-five seconds left…

He pulls me to him,

I let out a pleasurable scream!

He grabs on my hair,

I feel his clothes rip and tear.


Forty-five seconds to go...

We glide on the floor,

Then we spin some more!

My leg wraps around his.

He falls to his knees!


Twenty-five seconds to spare.

We’re left gasping for air.

I start to shake and shiver.

His lips start to quiver!

We go for the final dip.

Down my body his hands slip.


Down to the wire…

We both helplessly transpire.

Panting helplessly,

We look upon the crowd to see…

Them cheering as we,

Take a bow and walk away.

To tango another day!

Submitted: August 05, 2012

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