Thoughts In a Dance

As obvious to no one but me?
it’s as if light- Wait just thinking about it
What a soft touch
Jesus, curves so fine, can’t explain the touch
But it was warming

But all it was at the beginning was just simple attraction
The curiosity led me to break up a friendly dance
I wanted to have a taste of what I desired at the moment
All too quick I realize that I became prey of my own lust
Not that it’s not normal for me but, this time it was different

Bent over, is not what I pictured.
I could only think of the present
Because as I put my hands on her waist…
My body trembled at the touch
A small impact of my body’s reaction to my
Emotion’s reactions to the
Pleasure of physically taking a real beauty in my hands for a
Short dance.


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

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