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Come dance with me
hear the orchestra play
a sensual song
while our minds drift away.
With you pressed against me
I feel so aware
of your breath on my cheek,
the smell of your hair.
Come dance with me
I'll bring my lips near
then whisper the words
of our song in your ear.
Sway to the music
while my hands softly grip
the groove of your back
and the curve of your hip.
Come dance with me
with our fingers entwined,
the warmth of your skin,
your thighs pressed to mine.
A promise of passion
if our bodies could speak,
murmur excitment
as we dance cheek to cheek.
Come dance with me
while hands gently caress
the softness of you
beneath the silk of my dress.
My excitment and passion
I'm sure you'll agree
become so apparent
when you dance with me.
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