She held her by her slender hips,
as bodies brushed them by,
the warmth of music cradled them;
Seduced let out a sigh.
As knowing eyes met willing ones,
all feeling over came;
She'd held many men like this,
it had never felt the same.
She pulled the innocent to her,
all curves and form were one,
for reasons each most personal
they embraced what had begun.
She kissed her softly on her lips,
response anticipated,
she smiled and looked into her eyes,
not paused nor hesitated,
and kissed her back more eagerly,
embraced around her nape,
excitement built within themselves,
there was but one escape.
She kissed her neck, her slender neck,
She stroked arm her willow arm,
and though the fire was deep and fierce,
She held an inner calm.
As one they swayed and flowed out there,
One's curves against one's youth,
as honesty was ignorant
then naivety was truth.
To each they gave, the other took,
they both were sure to know
that what would be, would be that night
when it was time to go.
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