Dancing With Intimate Desires

She’s dancing, driving you into a pleasant frenzy at the same time
With ever movement of her plump hips
Shake of boobs
Apparently inviting look in her eyes
Oh my, and the night is young and going just right
And the hope is that it will never end ….not before daybreak
So you, the guy, dance on, sizzle and sparking in your eyes
Your heartbeat racing off the charts, loving thought after loving thought dancing around in your mind
Oh my, what happens once this baby closes down?
Breakfast out or breakfast back at your place?
Been there, out is fine, just as long as it’s quick
In is also fine for men who know how to cook quick, cook with touch, grace and special taste
Helps when strawberries are in the fridge
A little champagne and orange juice just to be ready, always ready
Always when you are single because nights of sweeping opportunity do come
As is the case on this night, you and her dancing, bonding, you undressing her with your eyes
And her laughing, opening up, hardly opposed to touchy touch as the night moves on
Her hips, her boobs, her lips driving you deeper and deeper into thought by the second
Oh my, she’s the one
The one whose shoulders and back you want to massage later
Whose skin you want to kiss from top to bottom
Whose lips and tongue you want to taste and taste and enjoy as if an exotic meal
Before going to the main course
The lovely of the loveliest parts of her body and staying, enjoying, going as deep as possible
You and her in flow as pleasures are fulfilled
Capping off a night that started out with a request for just a dance
Of which intimate desires developed.