Dance Poem by Meena Mustafa

really a beautiful love poem! ! ! !

Your words dance in my head, passion stirs, evoking emotions within me that shouln't be seen or heard... This piece is amazing! Great Ink! (a response...) Saxaphone Eyes If I listen carefully to the music, I can hear her sultry voice. The sound of which, opens up my senses- Her sexiness oozes from my pores, awakening feelings deep down inside. Feelings you'd thought you never had- Decadent. Starving. Impossible to hide. I hunger for more- Then, I look into your eyes- And my breath is taken away. For it is then that I realize, what the singer is trying to say. And the sexy sound of the saxaphone, takes on a new meaning when I look at you- For your smile and bedroom eyes, they are making music too. The melody has me bewitched somehow, hypnotized and mesmerized- As the sultry singer whispers in her song- 'Come on baby, don't stop now...' Then the tempo, and the beat of the music becomes louder, inside my head. My heartbeat quickens, my face turning crimson red. Your eyes blink an innocence, they devour me with your stare. The sexy saxaphone plays on, and the sultry singer warns- 'Lovers, beware! -Kelly.