I was lonely, I didn’t want to dance
I scoped the room, and our eyes met
The room glittered, the pounding of my heart
You lit, I lit, with spark
Your motions were heavenly; I could sense your scent
As our bodies grew closer…closer in percent
Your hair was damp, and your face glistened
The race of our hearts, were perfect, listen
Your eyes grew light, your skin of cream
My knees quaked over your exciting figure scene
Your eyes were clear, and lit the face
Suddenly, I wanted to dance away
Your muscles were so strong, across my back
Your legs so long, our hips attached
I felt your pride, you felt my press
I want to die, in peace like this
Your eyes stare, your lips turn
Our body’s warmth, our kiss burns
My butterflies, flutter as we rub
I can help but touch….touch
All around and about your bi’s
Your inner thighs, pressing harder, against mine
Again your pride, again my press
Hunger and greed in your breath
The song ends, but not you and I
Alone, in a daze, eye-to-eye
All around me, your hands roam
Exotic feelings, of going home
Into a place, just you and me
Alone, alone, like we want to be
The dance is over, still not you and I
Alone inside, eye-to-eye
Officers come, to pull us apart
Gripping onto each other, the pain is to start
The reach of our hands separate, and fall to our sides
As they pull us in different ways of the night
Looking back at the glimpse, I see of you
You relived the spark, I gave to you
I relieved the spark, you gave to me
But that was the last time, you were ever seen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thats the kind of love a person needs....an unstopable one. Sweet poem sugar. Peace, Alan