16.08.15

dance  with 

me

we both 

know  it

it starts 

with glances.

Whispers,

And ends in  screams 

And

Frenzied union

We know the 

Moves

Subtle

And

Daring

So 

Perfectly matched

Each move 

Escalating  intensity

Rising passion 

Torrid moments

All part of  this dance