Untamed emotions for which we were unprepared.
You lead with your hand in the small of my back
Lost, looking into eyes of ivory black.
Aesthetically, you command style,
I become the muse of the dance for a while.
Rhythmically we step, movements pulsating
The warmth of your hand I am embracing.
Fingers entwined, bodies moving in time
Hearts pounding to their internal rhyme.
In every breath, every step, every beat,
With each twist and turn we feel complete,
We succumb to the hypnotic trance
Lovers gone astray in life's love dance.
Author: Unknown, sent in by Rafaela T.
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