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Anna Andrews

Rookie (15 May 1977 / Birmingham)

Dance With Me

Dance with me handsome
Dance me through the night,
Dance your arms around me
Holding me tight.
Dance with me handsome
To lyrics of a song
Shadows dancing on the wall
Entwining to one.

Dance with me my lover
Dance your eyes over mine
Capture this moment
As we dine,
Dance with me my lover
Tango lips together
Cherish the intimacy
I beg you to differ.

Dance with me handsome
For this is all i desire
Small tender moments
Moments to admire
If dance with me handsome
I will see
That you also desire
The intimacy

Submitted: Thursday, November 12, 2009

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  • Gold Star - 14,445 Points John Westlake (10/19/2014 4:38:00 AM)

    Sounds really romantic in a way. I can dance for gold bars but I can still appreciate this poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sukumar Choudhuri (11/21/2009 1:38:00 AM)

    Small tender moments are so precious. You have beautifully decoded the feelings. I was so covered with the essence, don't know when started dancing
    with your youthfullness, vigour and love for life.

    Thanks a lot Anna for DANCE WITH ME... (Report) Reply

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