Dancing With Mr.D Poem by Sheri B PoeticMadhatter

She sits a table
as the music begins to play
she feels it in her soul
it has always been this way
Then across the room she see him
and for a moment the room stands still
He stands with a impish smile on his face
while he looks at her and takes his fill.
Slowly he walks up to her
and her heart begans to beat
and before she can speak any words
He has her on her feet
To the floor he takes her
and pulls her close to his side
and they dance the dance of love and lust
where nothing is left to hide
She is breathless and weak from his embrace
as he twist and turns her around
and she looks for way to escape his touch
but none can ever be found
so on this dance continues and she fears it will
go on
For in her there is just weakness....and she knows she can't be strong..
So take what is and what should never be
And be careful when you except a dance from Mr. D