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The dance(s)

I ‘ve always wondered what it is like to be stimulated and relaxed around a man. Now I know.

When he, the experienced dancer, asked me to dance with him,
I completely lost my mind
my heart froze with shock and jumped with joy,
my soul was humming and exhilarated,
and as soon as he took my hand
my body was on fire.

I was extremely pleased how
his steady leading hands caressed me,
so I could glide down from my emotional high;
his open smile soothed my heart,
so I knew it beats constantly on ice, too;
his absolute confidence transferred on me,
so I could enjoy the blurr of our numerous dances lightly;
his near touch still drove me mad,
but I got to anticipate it.

See, now I know what it’s like.

Author: carasmelody

daydreamer, hopelessly hopeful, I love the power of words, I love poems, words are soulfood

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