our dance.
I hear the music come on..he moves passed me, watching me slowly as my body starts to move at the moment the music starts ,my fingers intertwine with his. My grin saying it all, his body against mine mentioning to me that he doesn't want to let me go, the music getting deeper as we slide further into our greatest desire..
His fingers pass my lips, as my leg moves over his..I slowly move down, my innocence being tested with each move he motion's me into. I turn quickly, moving slowly away from him..
Now we're playing a game.."let go..let go.."..we look at each other...I know what he's about to do, I know what he's about to tease me into..the look in his eyes, the grip in his touch, brings me into a darkest desire I have yet to face..
I move quickly towards him, he grabs my arm as I turn back and spin into his body. You can see it in me, you can feel it from him. We move along side, going into a story that I know will grab everyone's attention by the time the music ends. He steps over me, I slide into his arms..he knows I'm hanging on, he can see the passion in the way I move to his eyes. His touch sliding upon my skin, he knows what exactly he's about to do.
In this story, we portray a love that has been fought over, cried over and won over.
Within time, this dance is done and we are walking away from each other. knowing that tomorrow, we'll be back.