The Dance
We move together, inch across the floor
and as I hold your body close to me.
Your face in mine, I savor every pore;
Your eyes, they kill, a lethal dose to me.
We turn together, muscles taut and tan
and as you quickly take the lead from me,
under your guidance, I’m a bigger man,
strong hands wherever you have need of me.
We glide together; you yield to my lunge.
Pace picks up; both dancers breathe steadily.
The climax comes, we take the plunge,
I dip, your hips embrace me readily.
And now the dance is over, feeling gone;
House lights come up as lust dies with the dawn.