The shadows flicker at the floor, softly
Couples kissing to the band’s rhythm, lodged in bliss
Sweetly there between her chin and necklace
My head is rested before we say good-bye
Each embrace extended by a lingering thought
My arms wrapped behind her, as though affectionate
Granting me passage to her heart as her bed, once before
It was the invitation to dance with her, which lured me
To every previous rendezvous, quietly fashioned
Her intimate signature that subscribed, “Stay with me”
Her hips swaying into my waist as a gyrating snuggle
The air filled with smoke, while our ears listen to whispers
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