You kiss my lips,
Your hands on my hips,
I rock them from side to side.
On the dance flo, every ones like woe
As we dance slow in time.
She says'babe boy you are mine'
He says'shhh...'
So we dance slow on the flo,
In and out in and out of time!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dance and love are well compared.